Wednesday, August 18, 2010

A Few Drops Of Dew

Rating: 5.0
Bound by earth and sky
The particles of darkness
Of my existence
Got crystallized into
Fertile dew-drops.

The thin clouds
Of scattered dew-drops
In the womb of an
Unfathomable vacuum
Assembled in ones and twos
Over my semi-bald head,
Promising a heavy downpour
On the pale leaves of grass at my feet,
During an autumnal twilight.

I was really amused to perceive
How those mere dew-drops
Could regenerate
So much greenery
Here, there, everywhere
And even on my bald- head.

At a distant horizon
On the dark boughs
Of a parched gulmohar tree
Red petals appeared
And singing birds perched
And surprisingly I could hold
The fragrance of thin hairs
Grown around her nape
With a solid passion,
Singing nursery-rhymes
To utmost perfection.

In the empty corridors of my ribs
Broken desires and disabled opportunities
Raised their wrinkled scalps
For a few drops of dew.

I really marvelled
At the sight of those dew-drops
Of such multiple colours
Creating a cascading effect
In their beauty and significance
Which I adored
And many a time imbibed.

But, alas! I didn’t know
Such ethereal dew-drops
Could feel so insecure
Merely at the sight
Of a pregnant eastern sky.
R.K Das
Heather Wilkins 14 June 2013
nice images of nature. the last stanza a lovely ending.
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Yasmin Khan 09 May 2013
Mother Nature has always been a great inspiration for all masters of poesy and this also seems the case with you. This is a beautiful nature poem penned nicely.
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Valsa George 20 February 2013
The dew drops are immortalized by a gifted poet's heightened imagination, though' threatened by a pregnant eastern sky'!
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Naida Nepascua Supnet 31 December 2012
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Stevie Taite 18 October 2012
Ah, dew drops, so gently and refreshing. So delicate and self adhering, as cold sky meets warmer earth. It is like the vast heavens whispering their wisdom to life on Earth and reminding us how small we are and that we are born from them. Let them softly rejuvenate you, drink them in, then head inside, and sit out the storm. Then when the storm is over, walk over to the distant horizon, understand, best you can, listen to the bird singing, and move on. x
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Zeenat Fatima 22 September 2012
nicely explained.. dew drops r really amazing..
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Dancing in a deluge of delightful discriptions. Excellently expressed my friend! 10+
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Neela Nath Das 12 May 2012
The central metaphor the drops of dew is an emblem of regeneration, I think.Nice write!
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u have done a great job...amazing
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Ramesh Rai 13 April 2012
a beautiful poem, i like it
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