Drops of dew on the leaves
Blue bubbles in the air
Do not touch either
As that would end their existence
Let them be as they are
Let them float unabashed
Unscathed
Unobstructed
Let the dews sparkle beautifully on the sunny mornings
Let the bubbles render an aura of bliss to the air
Look at them from a distance
Do not touch either
See that child playfully prick a bubble
Or touch a dew
And there it vanishes
There it drops off
The child looks on... sad...
It was there... but now it's no more...
And oh, look there's another one...
Wonderful, thinks the kid!
Goes after yet again
And history repeats itself
And one day, the child realises....
"Drops of dew on the leaves
Blue bubbles in the air
Do not touch either
As that would end their existence
Let them be as they are
Let them float unabashed
Unscathed
Unobstructed
Let the dews sparkle beautifully on the sunny mornings
Let the bubbles render an aura of bliss to the air
Look at them from a distance
Do not touch either"
5 comments:
Did u pen this poem..if yes it is beautiful and touching...But wat inspired u to write this poem?
@Valerine
Yes, I did... :)
Glad that you liked it. Ah, life is a sum total of expectations, hopes, disappointments and so many other myriad emotions. And the mind often stops back to think, "kya khoya kya paya jag mein..." ["What I received and what I did not.."]
Emotions such as these inspired me to pen this. :)
Thats cool..BTW u have been tagged :)
http://verbalfiend.wordpress.com/
lovely piece , a single verse , and so many ways to interpret :) . . . And how true , Some things are better off when left alone!
@Valerine
Thanks. I would do the tag soon! :)
@Fantasies of a Lifetime
Thank you so much! :)
Yes, some things are better off when left alone. - echoed...
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