The rain falls in tender drops -
The ones that barely show
As if the clouds can't commit
To holding back or letting flow
Tulips look up in disdain
Petals in partial bloom
Judging the worth of the wait
Doubting a vision will ever loom
Will it remain an endless pause
To estimate and to assess
Will it lure a full-grown storm
Or continue to be nothingness
Oft I walk these gloomy streets
In the misty cold
Hosting suspicions
Not knowing what is to unfold
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6 comments:
You're back!!
I like the metaphors in this one. Waiting for more!
Beautiful...
nice pic, but gloomy mood.. how about some humor-laden post from you?
@ prashanth: thank u!!! more will be coming .. but its still a lil slow..
@persp: :D
@ pavan kumar: y cudn't u jus appreciate the metaphors like prashanth .. nyways.. humor it will be.. once the workload lightens a bit
tat was lovely!
that's some good metaphor &, nice rhyming as yours always are :)
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