Am I living in the past?
Remembering the sweet moments of our life,
Dreaming only of romance and closeness of our hearts,
Ignoring the differences and bitterness which kept us momentarily apart.
Am I living in a dream world?
A world where affection reigns supreme,
A place where no one argues or complains,
A paradise of love, smile and sweet accord.
Am I living in the present?
The many hurdles in everyday life is hard to imagine,
Where a mole argument can become an obstacle mountain high,
Where the realities overshadow my daydreams and strangle my emotions tight.
Where am I?
Living in the present wishing for the bittersweet past,
Wishing a compassionate present in a fantasy dream world,
Living days of my life and hoping for the best.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hope is what the world lives by! Hope is the compass, the pole star To a person who is lost at sea! Hope your hope is justly rewarded!