Something floats in the air
Travel from a stem to somewhere
Through a land like a bed
Extends to a point in a thread
In a wide paradise, it fades
Under the sun's glowing shades
Scorching rays, it withered
Dreams not granted and being shattered
Things attach to the trees
Flows the appearance all with the breeze
A dream struggling in a cliff
And was only, a withered leaf
Great work....your select imagery drives this dreamy piece home....lovely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice lyric poem, well written..10