Dreams are for fools and poets
Let the dreamer dream
And the poet write
And let us mere mortals pine.
From my pen comes dreams
And my dreams I no longer pen
Through the darkness I wade
All I need to say is said.
There is a resolution of finality that seems sad and bereft of hope somehow like a sigh to signify drudgery or futility.
All i need to say i said........what a final statement to your logic & what confidence...though some point is debatable Robert but as a poem it's lovely...
And very well said Poet! But never fool, you are a Master! ! ! !
I hope not Robert, we want some more poetry from you! Good one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Clever words that seem so final, a sad thought.