Drizzle

Goa,2015

Today,
the setting sun
 is wearing a veil of cloud.
A dove flies
to faraway land.
 I hear sparrows chirping.
 A raindrop rests
on my window pane.
 
It’s drizzling.
 
Tiny droplets
 create ripples
 in water,
 and in my heart.
 Dried pale leaves
 float like paper boats.
A moment passes by.
~~payal~~
I am participating in write tribe festival of words #4
 
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8 comments:

  1. Sarah malikMay 30, 2015

    I find the light drizzles more beautiful than the heavy downpour. So you kinda echoed my thoughts in these verses. Beautiful lines, Payal:)

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  2. bookwormMay 30, 2015

    A nice, mindful post. I am trying harder to notice the beauty around me. I wonder what I would find in a drizzle? Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com

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  3. ParulMay 30, 2015

    Sweet..a moment passes by! Good one Payal!

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  4. Sushree DashMay 31, 2015

    Could feel the drizzle in this soaring hot sun ;) I wish it drizzles in reality too :)

    http://drsushreedash.blogspot.in/

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  5. Francene StanleyMay 31, 2015

    How lovely and evocative. A drop causes the most amazing process of a circle on the surface of the water.

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  6. Tina BasuJune 01, 2015

    such simple & beautiful words yet so evocative. Very nice Payel.
    Tina from The Sunny Side of Life

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  7. AnonymousJune 02, 2015

    nice mood :)

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  8. Ajay PaiJune 02, 2015

    Payal, this poem of yours is very simple yet so narrative and full of life. These lines made me nostalgic. Unsure why?

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