The Drop
In
the morning,
A drop of water on a leaf
It thinks to fall down,
But can’t it so.
A drop of water on a leaf
It thinks to fall down,
But can’t it so.
The
drop stumbles,
Firing by the rising sun
The red rays like an ember,
It carries by drop inside.
Firing by the rising sun
The red rays like an ember,
It carries by drop inside.
The
sun lights above,
The rays become hot
Alas! The drop,
Flees away to eternity.
The rays become hot
Alas! The drop,
Flees away to eternity.
-Hari
Nair (24-02-2015)
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