Through the darkest of night
my thought a candle light
carving a blurry image
of how tomorrow be.
Dose asleep to start awake
spooky dreams, 'till the dawn break.
Tripped on many steps
light on a rough path
marked with the paws of a cat.
Could this be a dream
or a night full of mares?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem. Sweet reading