Longing

Thus said a dewdropp to a rose:
"As the jealous wind pushes me down
From your soft fragrant petals,
I visualize a heartless woman
Plucking you from the stem,
For adorning her lustreless hair.
Hiding her lack of beauty by yours;
Only to throw you away wantonly,
When the day withers you.

Had she left you alone,
Your petals would have dropped
On the very ground I fell;
Then death would have united us
Though cruel life kept us apart."

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Valsa George 01 February 2013

A dew drop that wishes to cling to a petal and get buried in the same spot together, united in death as in life! An enjoyable read! !

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