you don’t realize that a dream is a dream until its over
you don’t believe in luck up till you lose
cant admit the weakness before you're sober
cant fall prey for regression if you didn’t choose
you feel the love when its far beyond the reach
and fear the future that you seek
you hate the judgment yet you stand to preach
raise the sword only when you're weak
why surrender to the darkness rather than the light
declare the quest to end…
why let the contradictions win the fight!
why break while you can bend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
again a fantastic one.. professionally written..idea is sweet