Tears are running. Third drop.
The Ritual
To fly high and to rain down,
is the destiny of the cloud.
Don't ask me why I am crying.
It is my destiny,
to lay down my heart for you,
and observe this ritual,
And an endless waiting.
To fly high and to rain down,
is the destiny of the cloud.
Don't ask me why I am crying.
It is my destiny,
to lay down my heart for you,
and observe this ritual,
And an endless waiting.
Comments
Very touching poem .....
My compliments!!
Yes tears are running now in your country...
(I saw on TV the crashed plane :(
I'm always scared for plains...
Very very sad news today for India
:(
@Anya-- You are right Anya. It is really a sad day for India. May there be peace for those who have departed and those who are left behind...
@Sheri--Hi Sheri, I am very much impressed by your blog. And thanks for following me. Nice to hear that you enjoyed my works. Keep visiting...
Have a nice day..
with such beautiful words..
fabulous poem!