In my dreams,
I am powerful beyond measure,
I can speak any language,
I can ride on the wind,
I can walk on my hands,
And I can skate on water,
I can do all this,
Effortlessley,
And it costs me nothing,
Except the thought,
When I awaken,
That I am human after all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reality is the price we pay for dreaming... what a bummer. But a cool poem... really well done, Aisha! ! Brian