Dew That Tattle And Pass Poem by SALINI NAIR

Dew that dwells on sods lap
Quite fervent and glitter in its side
About to clamp in an adorable way
Yet it exceeds and stirs to the mud

Thousand drops pass this way
Foul it in a volatile way
Squander and splash to the worst side
Gaze and buzz by its side

On a deserted day sense some bad odor
It’s desiccated outside
It seem like a sizzling tea
Not even a drop to suppress the thirst

Each dew melt and zest to pass
Hold it to wipe the thirst of life
On one day life burst by thirst
Miles to pass in search of a dew! ! !

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