Let the lovers weep
you should now sleep,
let it creep from your eyes,
let it creep from your ears
let it creep from your nose,
let it creep from your fingers,
let it creep from your tongue,
it's a creeper of belief.
Hope someone will bring a little water
for my thirsty throat.
It's a creeper of hope as well.
Early morning hours,
a helpless man
unable to get up and drink some water,
it's a creeper of frustrations, too.
Someone, with the help of a small spoon,
opens his mouth,
what a lovely taste,
dry throats are wet,
It's a creeper of love as well.
And now I realized,
all my wars and efforts were futile,
I needed nothing just a little water,
and a creeper of love.
beautiful poem on love sir from a greatest creeper's mind well done all will love it I too am a creeper of sorts know ye 10+++++++
Sometimes when we are reduced to that state of helplessness, a tinge of love and care could lift our spirits and our strength is renewed A wonderful poem well crafted.
A beautiful poem on love and life. Like to read it again and again. 'all my wars and efforts were futile, I needed nothing just a little water, and a creeper of love.'... are nice lines. Thanks for sharing.
there are many thing in the womb of world smiling, cheering, moaning, sleeping actively, lazily nothing is need but for the thirsty heart just need a love!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I needed nothing just a little water, and a creeper of love....such lovely expression comes from a tender and contented heart! A lovely poem sir....10++