Is everything in life
real or is reality
nothing but a
dream?
Realism is
what we all want
and seek.
What is reality but
a hologram
that doctors have
placed in our
heads?
If you go out with
your family are they
really there?
The marriage of a
man and a woman,
the love and support
of a family member,
the unconditional love
of a new born baby.
I'm sure that life is
real every day.
We are not robots
even though we
recharge ourselves every
night.
So we can be
somewhat charged
or fully charged
in the morning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem