In the echoing skies,
In the distant fields,
In the burning stars,
Broken dreams rest.
In the dying flowers,
In the lifeless mountains,
In the melting snow,
broken lies rest.
In the cracking cement,
In the climbing towers,
In the speeding cars,
broken dreams rest.
In the pouring tears,
In the hurtful words,
In the painful mistakes,
broken lies rest.
In the endless skies,
In the decending fields,
In the shining stars,
Mended dreams live on.
In the blooming flowers,
In the continuous mountains,
In the falling snow,
Mended lies live on.
In the smooth cement,
In the watchful towers,
In the transporting cars,
Mended dreams live on.
In the joyful tears,
In the loving words,
In the solved mistakes,
mended lies live on.
For everything bad there is something good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem Sam, very well written and very inspired.