Drops of water dripping down slow,
They dont really know where to go!
Born in the darkest and deepest place,
Gushing out unstopped with low a pace.
Washing away the unwanted as they move on,
Leaving behind a trace from where they’ve gone.
Special they are, for they never flow back,
Short and has no goal-Weird is their track.
True to the name-they’re called as tears,
Deep inside the heart, each drop does pierce.
Joyous are cries of the vast blue skies,
Gloomy is rain of two small misty eyes.
PS:
1. Could not leave the poem on such a sad note. So , ending it this way:-
Precious are tears, just like the heavenly rain,
treasure them inside with a rainbow on lips to sustain.
2. If you know a great site for online poetry(Rules for writing poetry,characteristics of a poem or collection of some good poems) , Please let me know.
18 responses so far ↓
Namrata // April 3, 2009 at 5:49 am |
Wow! Your poems are getting better and more emotional too
Deepti // April 3, 2009 at 5:54 am |
So wonderfully written!! The last 2 lines are very touchy
sushma // April 3, 2009 at 6:42 am |
very well written…esply last 2 lines very well put…Really Really awesome
..one of ur best works I should say …
Amused Observer // April 3, 2009 at 6:49 am |
Gushing out and “low pace” seem like contradicting each other to me
anupama // April 3, 2009 at 9:07 am |
@Amused observer
Yeah
I missed this!
mythalez // April 3, 2009 at 10:15 am |
i like such simple rhyming poems … and abt wat u asked http://poetry.com/ is one that comes to mind
ragha // April 3, 2009 at 1:00 pm |
expressive and meaningful ! tears cant be captured in a better way ..
shaheda // April 3, 2009 at 1:57 pm |
Nice!
rocking
shaheda // April 3, 2009 at 1:57 pm |
Nice!
rocking
sorry watering
Ambati // April 3, 2009 at 6:57 pm |
chala bagundi anu. aggi pulla, sabbu billa, etc., kadedi kavithaku anarham anatlu asalu elanti topic meedaina ala ala poems rayatamlo nee taravathe… kani ee madya emotional touch ekkuvauthundi back to form vacheyi
Aniket // April 4, 2009 at 7:09 pm |
Read contemporary works Anupama
Good that you said. I read, but most of it happens to be in Hindi. I’ll surf on some English ones, and let you know.
Sri // April 5, 2009 at 6:11 am |
Drops – Please allow me to join ocean of pleasures…
Manchi Coffee lanti kavitha
good one….
obelix // April 6, 2009 at 6:31 pm |
not being a very poetic person and all – that is quite nice
Ghost Runner // April 7, 2009 at 5:31 am |
female version of tennyson
Navatha // April 7, 2009 at 12:28 pm |
cant stop myself from writing this anu
Precious are tears, the only way to express pain
Can’t bury them inside, when right infront of you is the heart you wanna gain
anupama // April 7, 2009 at 12:32 pm |
@Navatha
Super da!
Mohit // April 7, 2009 at 1:06 pm |
nice poem maam…
@ps2: and yeah it(the poem) comes best when it comes frm ur inside..
Kanupriya // July 2, 2009 at 5:46 am |
Loved this too…rains r truly magical for they evoke different feelings in different beings.