Dew Drops Poem by Archita Kumar

Trip, trip, the drops of dews
Falls on the leaves,
A muddy land and a clear sky
The silent andcalm atmosphere,
The sunrays crossing their branches
The minute fragrance of wet flowers,
The singing birds sitting in their nests
Chirping mynahs through holes,
You and I; seeing each other
In the blanket
Feeling the warmth of each other,
Drinking a cup of tea
Is this is a special day John? ? ?
Drop; A pinch ofsalty rainwater
Falls on the forehead ,
You come close to me
Hugging me tight in arms,
Kissing my foreheads
Provoking the water to your lips
The day rises
Thebirds flew to their destination,
For search of food and water
The ice melts
Which layers over on our coffee,
The time runs out
The clock struck 6;
We need to hurry
The darkness rises to early
The drops of dews
Falls again;
On my palms
Creating goosebumps in my nerves
Again I felt a warmth on my chest
A cold war is happening
My heart skipped a beat;
Trip; again a dew dropped
In a moonlight under a roof
A baby smiles seeing the stars
It'snight;
My sleeping time has come
Goodnight mommy! !
Byedew drops;
Bye dear.! !