You have been a creeper,
On the tree of love,
You have been a shadow,
Under its broad leaves below.
You receive its breath of love,
And you got lost in its arms,
You felt secured as a creeper,
As long as love tree is your helper.
You fell in love with the love tree,
As it provides shade from sunlight,
And support to your weakened strength,
Towards life tranquility.
BUT KNOW THAT,
You are a creeper,
Casted under the spell of love tree,
To be under its cover,
To be its slave forever.
Stand out and discover yourself,
Face the tranquility of life; though like of sunlight,
Hide not under it,
But learn to be and walk alone.