Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2018
The best and most clear mirror
For you oh! Cloud is me !
Here on earth with unseen bound
I knew my lack ,as lack of care
It seems you lagged,but still you passed
With unnecessary haste
The freedom you feel, the height U reached
The saturation U hold ,all are from me
_from the drops in my heart....
‌Stood a while ,and make a glance
To this still and blue surface..
Measure the depth and count the waves
Which never turmoil your path...
Find your face with out distorted
And see the scars if any..
Am I to be blamed for the unseen oysters
Which were listening for your footsteps
But failed to from bright pearls?
For the beads those smeared with mud
But deserved to be cherished?
Where are the drops you reserved?
And what for those chilled drops _
If they couldn't Pierce my thin layer
And màke bubbles that bloom the rainbows

You seem s to be saturated
For those on earth who gaze  upward
The diadem you wear thyself
Is of little worth
As it fails to fetch the ethereal moments
To those who deserve it
Written by
LEKHA B Nair  52/F
(52/F)   
200
     Pearl, Fawn and Ajit Saigal
Please log in to view and add comments on poems