Looks like a creek it is
Flows and flows and flows
Nurturing a wish, a desire somewhere
To becoming a brook on its way fair and unfair
And discounting all barriers
It becomes with the blessing of ancestors
And flows and flows and flows
Looking a long way off against the thirst of an enterprise
To becoming a river and it becomes
And up unto the sky it looks sometimes
To float a prayer and flows and flows and flows
With a desire to becoming a sea and it becomes
Then it feels too tired of moving along, so
It remains calm and quiet and sometimes hisses
And sometimes crosses
Though it's always there
Enduring and abiding like a timeless creature
Many many thanks Nehalji........I am truly humbled...........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice. Clever use of metaphors to put your point. Makes interesting reading. Thanks for posting.10++++