Last night.......
When I was asleep,
I dreamt that
I had won the battle
With flying colours,
I became very pleased,
Thereafter......
I fell into deep slumber,
But at midnight....
Someone said to me from within,
'Dear friend!
You have undoubtedly won the battle,
But you have been defeated by yourself
In the actual sense, '
Soon I became extremely sad and pensive.
Ever so profound! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..++++++++++++++++++++++
I think sometimes we've all ended up realizing the only battle we'd been fight was our self.... And lost., , , , , Maybe next round we'll win : )
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes our dreams can affect our emotions and feelings. They can be windows into our subconscious minds. A well expressed poem nicely presented.