Illusions,
Phantoms,
That may haunt a life,
Forever and a day,
Dreams that follow,
And never go away,
Praying to become Alive,
Maybe, Someday.
Very beautiful. And sometimes it's amazing how the lines can blur. Liked it. Great job Sandra.
very truly said, these illusions always stay in the back of the mind in every stage of life., both in fear and joy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a beautiful poem. I love the theme, very honest.