Driving away
the coldness I wrap
the darkness of the night
and lie flat sweating hot
Under the sky
And I wait to listen the foot steps
Or at least the shooting Star
Whom I can wish
To fulfil my dream
The wind is very soothing
but the light
of the dawn is in a hurry,
The stars shy away
as if they were in battle field
The clouds are very busy
To welcome the sun
I feel rejected
And abandoned
To spread salt over my wounds
Moon shuts the windows
The night pulls
the rope of the curtain
Their game is over
but mine just to begin
What a fate, what a destiny
Cursing them I fall fast in sleep
What a wonder, what a surprise,
Around me I See
Many beautiful queens
And I am their only handsome king
When in ecstasy I shout I cry
I become awake
The fierce morning light tells
me and my eyes
That the queens were not in reality
And I was in dream
This was a tremendous dream. You only have need for one queen. I like this very much. It is full of detail and imagery. very nice write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fantasy painted vividly, grim picture precedes and follows the dream.