Reality seems
To sparkle,
Out there
Beyond my reach.
It laughs at me
When I dream,
It haunts me
When I sleep.
Perfect Sandra! Right to the point, with the hint of a promise on the horizon. H
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometime we try to understand the reality that we are in but then our soul refuse let this truth sink in....it remain beyond our reach...............Its moving poem