If life is just a mere lie,
That the absence of it was fake
Then all people living in my dreams
Though dead when I am awake
Was really living but in different dimension
Though reaching that dimension could be tough
Then you thought, maybe it ain't that tough at all
For only by closing your eyes, and dreaming of the dead one alive can make you closer together
But for just a moment in time
Because you can still be awaken on this recent dimension
Your responsibility not finished yet, few of us not even started yet
Only the Creator knows to when it will be over
To when he will let you sleep
And be with the people you wish were living in front of your eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Shelomith. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks