Saturday, June 7, 2008

Droplet Season

This season,
droplet season is a time
when something becomes more active.
Seed pearl's ooze out from clouds
covering the azured roof
these globules search for sentient's
who come out from attic
to fall in love again.

He comes from atelier
and she comes from native land
crossing the ripples
dying to be with each other
and not to touch and go.

They reach after the usual time
but easily walkover one another
abounded by flowers
covered up by drizzle.

Filling the hollow in hand
delighted gentle beauty
light of one's eye
they want to avaite in sky.

Sitting besides a narrow valley
catching the glimpse of eye
sweethearts of deep affection
dissolving prismatic colours in sky.

With the loss of drops
at the end of day
they move away,and say GOODBYE
until they meet again.

This season....Droplet season


Aditya Dogra said...

Time passes in moments ... moments which, rushing past define the path of a life just as surely as they lead towards its end. How rarely do we stop to examine that path, to see the reasons why all things happen, to consider whether the path we take in life is our own making or simply one into which we drift with eyes closed.But what if we could stop, pause to take stock of each precious moment before it passes? Might we then see the endless forks in the road that have shaped a life? And, seeing those choices, choose another path?

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