Distilled Water Poem by lalitha iyer

Purest drops
brought about
by heartfull sobs;
distilled unshopped
eyeing unstopped........

Heaven's rain
grained by Gods,
strained thoughts clot
into brimming pots
peeping sadness
deeply moving hearts.....

the mortal is melting
inhibitions are pelting
expressions rain wet
earnestly chesting

its a language of three stages
solid tears they come out
in the form of liquid
airing out testing emotions

stilling monoacts
speaking out tragedies
ebbing ecstasies
ending up some casualties...........