The ones who do not love you,
Grow night in your skies' carpet
So, get it on as if it was a step you are waiting for
To flirt lilac
To get it pregnant with gardens.
Who do not love you,
Are extinguished moons which do not titillate the kohl of your eyes
So they do not cry, spin love or waiting.
Who do not love you
Hold the tongue of the mornings that are available to them
For fear that some dew of awakening approach you
So you wake up.
Who do not love you
Are forgotten margins in your language
With or without them
The poem will be completed
So, love them
As if they were some of your sins.
The ones who do not love you, Grow night in your skies' carpet So, get it on as if it was a step you are waiting for To flirt lilac To get it pregnant with gardens. You are very original and very creative.......please write more and present to us. i shall read you and comment and rate your poems....... thank u dear poetess. tony
I am thrilled to have such a friend dear poet Tony, and always looking forward your feedback.thank you dear friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a beautiful poem on love and life having touching expression with nice collocation. Every line is interesting to read. Thank you dear poetess keep the ball rolling.
thank you for reading dear friend..thrilled to have you here