Fulfillment of desire or a complete illusion,
Does it really have any perfect definition!
A simple desire to catch a falling star,
And touch the cloud which is still too far.
To have a walk along the milky way,
And trend in heaven without a fine to pay.
It moves around when eyes we close,
Moving down the memory lane, the wishes it chose.
Too far from reach, still close to heart,
When it clashes with reality makes life a desert.
These fantasies, i wonder do always run high,
Secretly stay in eyes but these dreams never die.
Nothing is denied in the world of dreams,
In the day they vanish & do return with the moonbeams.
The heart longs for some dreams to achieve,
Which turns to be a mirage and does often deceive.
Every single night; in our eyes it shine,
Renovating our wishes with a perfectly new design...
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I would like to translate this poem
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