Last night, the sky came near to the earth,
and whispered saying-wipe your eyes,
lift your head up, you are the mother
of your sowed dreams, without you,
they will die rather.............
Soon, the moon with her faded yellow,
robes, appeared between the sky and earth,
give them tumbler full of moonlight,
They cheered and drank the light,
with their heart's content.....
From the dreams of the earth the twigs,
came out one by one to fill the earth
with the never-ending sweet dreams!
You are just a great poet. I like the imageries. Keep writing.
I love your imagery.i just can't understand how do you do it? Its so vivid, i am sure i was there last night. Especially when the sun comes down and tells the earth wipe your tears your a mother. Amazing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A real pleasure to read. So many fine phrases, and images. Thanks.