For we dream with our eyes.
We see with our soul.
We speak by heart.
We hear with our mind.
For our ears are blind ignorance.
Last our breath is shattered tears.
For our cries are many working thoughts.
This is awesome. A poem which scouts our senses to explore much more than what they normally do. I can't believe that this has been written by an 8th grader. I like it. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Shahina. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks