Bound by earth and sky <br />The particles of darkness <br />Of my existence <br />Got crystallized into <br />Fertile dew-drops. <br /> <br />The thin clouds <br />Of scattered dew-drops <br />In the womb of an <br />Unfathomable vacuum <br />Assembled in ones and twos <br />Over my semi-bald head, <br />Promising a heavy downpour <br />On the pale leaves of grass at my feet, <br />During an autumnal twilight. <br /> <br />I was really amused to perceive <br />How those mere dew-drops <br />Could regenerate <br />So much greenery <br />Here, there, everywhere <br />And even on my bald- head. <br /> <br />At a distant horizon <br />On the dark boughs <br />Of a parched gulmohar tree <br />Red petals appeared <br />And singing birds perched <br />And surprisingly I could hold <br />The fragrance of thin hairs <br />Grown around her nape <br />With a solid passion, <br />Singing nursery-rhymes <br />To utmost perfection. <br /> <br />In the empty corridors of my ribs <br />Broken desires and disabled opportunities <br />Raised their wrinkled scalps <br />For a few drops of dew. <br /> <br />I really marvelled <br />At the sight of those dew-drops <br />Of such multiple colours <br />Creating a cascading effect <br />In their beauty and significance <br />Which I adored <br />And many a time imbibed. <br /> <br />But, alas! I didn’t know <br />Such ethereal dew-drops <br />Could feel so insecure <br />Merely at the sight <br />Of a pregnant eastern sky.<br /><br />R.K Das<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-few-drops-of-dew/
