Alone with my dream
Nobody or anybody hardly dream like this
I dare
Ants do not have dream
They just march on
But this dream of mine is..
It is not a big one
neither it is small or medium
Yes, you can call it wild.
Just a dream
A dream can be still in my mind the day I die
A dream can remain a dream
A dream can become reality, one day.
A dream can be lonely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dream comes alone to make eternal the life's noon!
Yes Mahtab, thank you. Lonely i would say.