Dreamers dream.
The perfect queen,
Someone to make their heart serene,
A car that gleams, glides, the perfect stream, a sight to see,
Progeny,
Three of each,
To bear the name, advance the tree
Stone abode,
Home away from home beside the sea,
A lazy sun, the slightest breeze,
Laden clouds that rain on me,
Silver and gold coinery,
A realist sees,
The other half that makes complete,
The crescent man and makes him beam,
Fills the inconsistencies,
What he rides? ,
A car that drives from A to B,
A sturdy beast,
Takes him exactly where he needs to be,
Much in need of TLC
A stubborn child,
That possess all the good inside,
Tendencies of good at times that swell the chest and fills with pride,
Council flats,
With more people than rooms inside,
Pays the rent where he resides,
Works from morn to evening times,
But contentment enriches his meagre life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful dream in story definitely. nice writing really.