A drop. Two more.On Earth's parched floor.I can count them for now,And just long for more. A drizzle. A downpour.Out on the moor.The countryside seems resurrectedThat is for sure. Two seconds. Only one more.And suddenly I exit the lureOf the sweetest dreams;Now I am outside dreamland's door. And in reality soreI see the problem's core,That … Continue reading Only An Alien’s Lore
The little bird sat helpless in a corner It had fallen out of its nest, During one of its vain attempts to fly Which had seemed to be going for the best; It had finally managed to flutter its wings And take to a joyful flight; However, the dream coming true would soon turn Into … Continue reading The Plight of Flying Prematurely for Dreams
This is the story of a History Exam,termed asthe 'Third World War' andthe 'Second Cold War.'Please pay solemn respect to the martyrs. It was a hot and humid FridayBut for that, we weren't sweating,Tensed, sweaty faces were all aroundBecause the History exam was waiting. Number of chapters? Only sixFour from History, two from Civics.Marks of … Continue reading The History Exam
Not one drop of rain.But an incessant downpourOf sweat. That's summer. -Mokshist
A few more thoughts on perspective.