Veteran Poet - 1,108 Points (7TH OCTOBER 1951 / Trissur, Kerala State, India.)


They hung to the trees,
Like diamonds on a necklace,
Cooling them,
The air filled with the mist,
Akin something exciting
To happen, sometmes
Giving an eerie look
To the atmosphere,
as if some fairy may land,
Do some magical thing,
While the dew drops
Watching the sunrays,
Making rainbow 's colors
Around them, sparkling,
Yet waiting to disappear
As a cloud to appear,
Another day, s dawn,
Smilimg awhile, ate trees,
Nature, bees, early singing birds,
Their presence a pleasance,
That many watched every moring.

Ravikiran Arakkal

Comments about Dew Drops by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

  • C.R. Clark (2/23/2008 8:09:00 AM)

    Nice read. You've made something simple sound very special, but then, that's what a poet does, isn't it. Thanks, I like it.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 23, 2008

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