I dreamt I was a shadow
And quivered in my bed.
I saw my headstone shattered,
And sweat poured down my head.
I thought myself a villain,
But I could never win.
I had a frightening vision
That I had never been.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we all are shadows, it is true also in one sense, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.