''Bound for greatness'' said so by the name
Though imperfect i give not shame
My greatness of will,
Exist in conquest of unblemished prime
A look at me with a fairy view
Be holds endless joy of a refreshing dew
Wrongs men are prone to, but i make many as few
To others hopes fully am fed
A calm between worries in heads
And a promise of rebirth
In sleep i rule on their beds
In bounds of happiness
I cares fears and worries of sleep
Untill in peace i as a dream
leave my last breath
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As if dreams are bound and bridled with your greatness.You are a horse for a poetry now running with it.Well done.