Dreaming of yesterday as guitars play in an inspirational way,
pushing emotions into far away places, wandering with them.
Feeling love as it flows like lava through the heart of a sad-
ness that will never leave this poet.
Its origins began at a very young age, believing that everything
would be alright in the future.
Yet that never did happen, no matter how many prayers were prayed
when so young a child, so sorrow continues to stay within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A deeply poignant poem with great imagery. Our Poetry can be a source of happiness and solace.