Imagining, imagining
dreaming of a world all my own
Rising from a misty moonnlit night
far from this place
Forgetting everything now
every star as it burns and falls
echoes through the vastness
of some spacious tomorrow
and only in my mind
where I live
do they shine again
Only on a misty moonlit night
this place a memory now
All the world inside my dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sometimes our dreams are the only thing that's real! beautiful poem! u.xxx