Perhaps it is our hidden longings
That give birth to our dreams
When we miss those
Who are no longer present
Our mind remembers every memory
Replays every scenes
We have collected and stored
In our memory bank
And when we sleep
Those memories visit us
In a dream
And our longings are answered
We feel happy and sometimes sad
That stays even when we wake up
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Those memories visit us In a dream And our longings are answered We feel happy and sometimes sad A beautiful analysis of a dream in the most scientific manner Sir. Loved the beauty hidden behind the words too. 10+++ for the sharing. Regards. Subhas