Dreams...
Ambition to fly
But, not with the Birds' wings
Fly in Dreams
with poems as wings,
Wings will better and better
as I fly higher and higher.
But not the whole sky,
Only within the limit...
with own wings.
Everything is within the limit,
Found always sweet.
Above the imagination,
Out of the boundaries of the sky
Does no one fly? ? ?
How can I?
Just try and fall down
In the Dreams...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem