Drops,drops, drops ...
Yes its just a drop.
Drops compels the cosmos dance,
Though memoir is in our hands,
populaces neither admire nor glance
Its blind preference to be eminence.
A drop of doubt..
Is a spot where bickering sprout,
Unless one untie that knot
Tranquility in life will turn out.
A drop of sweat..
Earned to effectuate life's debt,
If not heeded & slept,
feckless life will be an inept.
Drops,drops, drops ...
Yes its just a drop..
For the drops of rain,
Farmers kowtow with strain,
Just not a solitary gain,
Its merriness of mass grain.
A drop of milk..
Forms cream,curds like silk,
Foods with ghee are in bulk,
Makes the crying kid to sulk.
A drop of nectar..
An irrevocable sector,
Its a laggard effort of the bee,
But lacs grab it for their glee.
Drops,drops, drops ...
Yes its just a drop.
A drop of ink..
Either black,blue or pink,
Once if gains a paper's link,
Sways millions to blink.
A drop of dye..
Its to prank one's eye,
To hide their stage,
Reasoning its a new age.
Drops,drops, drops ...
Yes its just a drop..
A drop of blood..
Is a requisite red flood,
When unfortunate race ahead
Its scarcity will path to mud.
A drop of tear..
Droplets when guilt smear.
From every birth it gear,
Endure till bereavement fear.
A drop of sperm..
Is a reactive term,
If mind is not firm.
creates and culminate to worm.
Drops,drops, drops ...
Yes its just a drop.
Written by:Sowmya
on 16th April,2013.
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