Every night, I dance with heavenly dream,
During day, I play with melting ice-cream,
Life's ugliest face is the truth; so beautiful,
Earth is a dreamland and death; wonderful,
Don't frown at my image, don't look askance
At me, life is the best gift n it is not by chance,
Every night, I play with glittering curios with joy,
River of whispers flow and I swim without coy
Truth can't be depicted merely by words and sight,
Truth we have is our perception -dark and bright.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well penned this piece of art and perception has two faces one heading fore-to light and the other toward the darkness of doubt/ thanks brother to share