When i look up in the sky
I hope that the stars would come down
See the seas so dry
And my people on a journey to the profound town
That flows with milk and honey
But to me it sounds so funny
For generations to come for this they will long
And i pray, to them may this belong
Because this unseen slope
Is like a mirage of hope.
I love it I think it's very creative, short, & said so much! ! ! ! *
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hoping for wonderful things to happen to you just like that without working towards attaining them is known as hope without hope.