A raindrop, tiny she was, came
Settling on the rose bud nearby,
Rested after her racing game,
From the dim, darkened sky.
I wondered, listening to her heavy gasps,
'Sent down? ...The reason? '
Reading my thoughts, the tiny drop,
Answered in her musical rhythm...
'From the blues, where the rainbow blends,
Where I slept with all my friends,
An awakening chill sent us down,
To find our destiny on our own...'
The glaring sun rose in anger,
Squeezing the soul out of her,
Alas! The dazzling dropp disappeared,
Leaving me behind dazed...
A great teacher she'd been,
Taught me 'Life's Brief! '
Returned to her creator,
Content to have fulfilled her destiny....
'A great teacher she'd been, Taught me 'Life's Brief! ' Returned to her creator, Content to have fulfilled her destiny....' My 10 for this moving poem. Lovely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this type of poem which includes nature. Your choice of the “rose” adds to the preciousness of the rain drop. That’s the impression I get. This rain dropp is precious or special in some way. The word, “tiny” also conveys this impression for me. The three “d” words (dazzling dropp disappeared) is a good combination here and make a good connection with “destiny” in the previous stanza and “dazed” in the next line. Your using “destiny” as the last word of the poem sums it up beautifully. I like your use of spoken words. This makes the story more real and direct. I like the first two lines the best. 'From the blues, where the rainbow blends, Where I slept with all my friends, - these lines also read very nicely.