Monday, August 8, 2011

Falling tears..

The drops which fall are countless, but it fell..
To the deep blue ocean, I realised it din't really fall..
Felt that it had just passed through the boundless horizon..
To the people who sit to see it had the awakening..
Different angles, different places, same drops..
It was the pretty round pebble which had bubbles calling..
I wonder, if it's the flower which has beamed in hunt of light..
The way, which I thought the way it would be..
I am not the one who gaze at the star to twinkle..
I live, with the new ways unfolding, to it's beauty..