where do all the lost dreams go?
all the lost words
that never had a chance to be spoken?
everything we hoped for...but never happened?
are they really 'lost'
or is that just a state of mind?
do they travel to an alternate universe where all of them come true
all your dreams finally possible...
all the words you wished you said
all the words you wished they said...
finally spoken.
all the hopes
for the future
the present
the relationships
everything....
finally happening.
can i find this place?
where all the lost dreams, words, and hopes....
are actualy possible?
or was it never lost to begin with? ? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
strange are the ways of love-life...its behaviour yes; your poem holds the emotions the sentiments of an agitating loving heart in their fullness...good work...i liked...10