I am there always
Roaming the valley of flowers
Smelling their fragrances
And singing with agitated bees
Darkness falls
The west is cloyed with
Deep crimson and purple glow
I sit and sing to the
Glory of setting sun
There is light in darkness
There is orderliness in chaos
There is calm in the storm
I go beyond the stars and the moon
For my dreams never die
..... beyond the stars and the moon.... brilliant....thank u, dear poet..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Truly our dreams never dies. Beautiful poem