It was raining ferociously,
It was paining within atrociously,
I waited for the storm to halt outside,
In the mean time I tried to calm myself from inside.
Then out of the blue my eyes caught a glimpse of a fresh tender leaf,
It rasping green hue reminded me of your engrossing expressive eyes,
Although I am not so sharp and wise,
But I focused all my attention,
And making a false happy pretention,
I beagan examining your eyes,
So sorry the young new leaf.
A drop of water was lingering to its tip,
Not ready to loosen its grip,
The leaf tried to throw it away with a whip,
But mark its adamancy,
With sheer arrogance,
It wasn't ready to give up its chance,
So it still held on,
Without any sort of mourn,
It gently and beautifully carried on,
My mind began contemplating,
I again began relating,
May be it was a tear,
The poor young leaf out of fear,
Was oozing this tiny dear.
But as the weather cleared,
So did my thoughts.
It got to know the harsh reality,
I became meticulously acquainted with the horrifying actuality.
The drop was me and you are my leaf,
It was my love which built our adherence,
Although it forms a scenic appearance,
But it just signifies perseverance.
As the clouds themselves did dispatch,
A splendid rainbow appeared,
It resembled ingeniously with your silky hairs,
Even the birds were flying in pairs.
Mark the contrast,
Which it imparts,
Even the hairs which are totally shiny black,
Create the same grandeur as the multi hued rainbow.
Truly it created an enchanting show,
As the wind began to blow,
The leaves began to flow.
And I fell,
I mean the drop.
It fell and was instantly absorbed by the brown mud,
Its brownness reminded me again of your pretty brown eyes,
Whose depth is unfathomable,
My sorrow too is immeasurable.
But mark the irony from green to brown,
From every smile of yours to your frown,
The drop always reaches the eye,
That you are my origin and you are my end,
I am the beach and you are the sand.
I am the fountain you are the water,
I am the bell and you are my clatter,
You may shed me away,
You may try to sway,
But I never lose the way,
I fall from you to you,
Without having any clue.
When clouds were shadowing the sun,
It was like intensive fun.
As if the continuity of the your face,
Is being continuously distorted by your but at a stealthy pace,
Oh! Nature I guess you are filing my case.
But judgement is yours.
I'll always be oscillating within you,
You too me are like what night is to dew,
You are my existence,
You serve as my source of persistence,
I will be with you without your insistence,
Lastly I did imagine ,
That drop was my heart ,
And on falling it didn't break apart,
Instead it was absorbed in you,
I was completely engrossed in that brown hue,
My crying heart with all its broken part,
Will always serve you as much as it can,
I will try as much as an ordinary mortal like me can.
But even if the sun rays make me evaporate,
Oh! My dear leaf You will have to transpire me,
This is what inspires me.
Even if you discard me,
I'll will fall as the rain again,
Even if my effort goes in vain,
I will always be waiting,
And would always be stating,
There is no one like that leaf with which I am associated,
Even after infusuing all my affection each day I am dissociated,
But I never get infuriated,
As I know only your smile is needed to make happiness in me incorporated.
Even thought my grasp is fully tight and attempt is wholehearted,
Still I don't know what I lack which would prevent me and you to be parted.
Although the drop has no importance in leafs life,
But its the drops love which is beyond any sort of surmise,
Maybe the drop may fall,
But its care for the leaf, its revenrence for it and its desire for it is beyond recall.
Don't worry leaf the drop will never ever go,
Its upto you to imbibe it or with the wind let it flow.
Happy Halloween everyone :)