Friday, January 03, 2020

journey of a rogue drop of water

a rebellious, rogue drop of water
went on an errand not asked by anyone
slid laboriously from the left eye
trespassing uncharted territories
past the wrinkles of sorrow, and
past the burdens of unrewarded efforts, and yet
past the inhibited passions and unrequited love affairs
it even trickled further down
the non-existent joys from unborn children
then it halted ever so briefly
over the anticipation of affection
and then again
at the expectations of unbridled happiness
before it landed at the feet of incumbent
of this living vessel
and disappeared in the earth of eternal life.


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