If you long to visit me,
Close your eyes.
You will find me next to a dream.
Some flowers bloom, next to a dream.
I fill my heart with their colours.
I fill my pockets with the
Smile of a constellation.
And with the smile of an Idea.
The yellow of sunlight is reflected in
The leaves' laughter.
The earth gives me a place,
Where I put my words to sleep.
A memory, sometimes, chases me
Round in a circle.
A memory, sometimes, trickles
Down my cheek.
You will find me next to a dream.
Some flowers bloom, next to a dream. I fill my heart with their colours. I fill my pockets with the Smile of a constellation. And with the smile of an Idea. The yellow of sunlight is reflected in The leaves' laughter.- - - Such a lovely poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well conceived and nicely crafted in persuasive expressions with conviction. Thanks for sharing Faiz.