The Dream Poem by Rafik Romdhani
The Dream
The dream is right
The dream is white
Ah aye aye aye!
The wheat is full
The wheat is ripe
Ah aye aye aye!
I stand tall
I bear the fight
I till the night
Ah aye aye aye!
I swallow venom
With all my vibe
If Winds steer for me
Their hungered bite
Ah aye aye aye!
The dream is deed
To burn away
The drying weed
Of July
Ah aye aye aye!
dream will as the withered petal of July as the frost of ending December as the drizzling of May Dream will come...............as dreamy
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Rafik. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/28/2024 1:03:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thank you fromthe bottom of my heart