Hope is a lucid dream
something that seems
so close touch,
but it burns so much
It burns deep inside
to know its so far
like a receding tide
sneaking away away so afar
The more you reach
the more you break
and shatter
till nothing else matters
lying in the remains
and feeling the pain
in a form of a pain
confirming what you fear
That the shatters of hope
is all you can hold
and hopefully mold
nope...
You let go
and let life tow
until you find a new light
and go into flight
again..
(tow-refers to let life defeat you)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem