A drop
Clung to the leaf
at the edge,
waited
Like the maiden
in the ball
with breath bated
So did I
Pause
That stretched till eternity,
broken
By the wind's temerity
.
.
.
.
-!Plop!-
.
.
.
The drop
Lost
In the vastness of the pond
disappears
In memory remains
fresh
The bond
tenuous
Of the drop and the leaf
So deep
inscribed forever
alive
In me
Clung to the leaf
at the edge,
waited
Like the maiden
in the ball
with breath bated
So did I
Pause
That stretched till eternity,
broken
By the wind's temerity
.
.
.
.
-!Plop!-
.
.
.
The drop
Lost
In the vastness of the pond
disappears
In memory remains
fresh
The bond
tenuous
Of the drop and the leaf
So deep
inscribed forever
alive
In me
7 visitors stopped by.:
:) sweet. there are no such things as "after all"s in your life, eh? every little thing inspire some big thing!
hmm...2 personalities in one eh?? i could make that out when i saw only meena in orkut... no winnie!! :)
like this post...ur 125th..!! the master poetess eh?? well done...
may you reach a thousand soon!!
keep posting and do review my humble works when u can...!
Wonderful imagery..beautiful contemplation interlaced with lovely metaphors...:))
Lovely!!
Wow...nice observation...the drop and the leaf...u allaz have amazing ideas to ryt on...
and di...thanx for the read and comment...[:p]
Really nice thesis.
I loved the way you have analysed the oh-so-short lifespan of a water drop.
Keep up the good work.
Will visit again.
Oh! And i am blogrolling you.
Hope you dont mind.
:)
I am so sorry abt the repeated comment.
I browse Online on my mobile, on opera mini browser.
In some rare cases, it forgets cookies and that results in multiple post entries. Plz forgive me.
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