Dribble- Drabble Poem by Aftab Alam

Dribble- Drabble

Rating: 5.0


Wingless, I was in a ditch
Crawling to stand
Water; the life nectar
Was eating me
Mud’s was beating me,

Got wing and ‘am flying
High unto sky
Never thought, I’m
Wings are made of what
Now sun is killing
Lost my feeling
Into the dark lagoon I felled

I lit a candle for the light
But it’s melting
My mind is pelting
Thought stone to my intellect

Scrabble -scribble
Dribble- drabble
Giggle at last,

Life, thy name is struggle

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dinesan Madathil 25 November 2013

What a fine note of philosophy have you brought to our perusal Alamji? Every line is remarkably endearing and your style and diction are wondeful.. Keep writing like this sir.

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Dinesan Madathil 25 November 2013

What a fine note of philosophy have you brought to our perusal Alamji? Every line is remarkably endearing and your style and diction are wondeful.. Keep writing like this sir.

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