Dream is always boundless
It comes unobtrusively im my sleeping
With stretched wings
I fly with it in singing
But all on a sudden I wake up
Nowhere I find my dream bedside
A hollow full of dejection lies
And my heart craves for new dreaming.
Dreams stay with us only when we are asleep. A nice poem and very interesting to read. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dreams becomes reality As you persue it deligently No matter what is the sequence You gather courage to make it happen Dream is something you own But you need to overcome you In order to see your dream come true. Beautiful words.