In A World Where Time Turns Upside Down Poem by Enache Dan

In a world where time turns upside down,
My memories come from a distant tomorrow,
Not from the shadow of the past that fades into the mist,
But from a future that has yet to be created.
I see curtains of rain that will collapse,
On the sky that wrapped us with evening caresses,
In a melancholic dance, they will detach and cry,
On the earth that will sip their tears, without delay.
My heart, an enigmatic sphere in my universe,
Pulsing with longings and dreams, in unknown rhythms,
Souls draw near, like shadows in an ever-new game,
Embracing images carried by the wind of love.
The echo of an anniversary that will come is heard,
Of leaves that will be caressed by pure rain,
Of stones that will resonate under the fleeing moon's steps,
And of bicycles that will bear witness to every adventure.
I see the high school numbers, proud on sleeves,
And words that hide their desires behind letters,
All of these will be celebrated, in a frenetic rhythm,
In a future where love will be eternal, without obstacles or pains.
The heart, that planet I've always dreamed of,
Where I would have wanted to live, to love, and to die,
In a universe where memories come from an ever-new future,
And where hope and melancholy intertwine in a chorus.