A raindrop

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A

drop,

a drop-

ever so mild,

ever so small,

ever so lucid, 

dancing beautifully

on the tiny green leaves,

merging onto the surface,

being one in unison. A drop

you are, a drop that smells

heavenly, a drop you can

touch and destroy, so soft,

so delicate, so tiny, not

blue, not green. I hear,

tip-tip you fall, you

cry, you die.

*As a part of NaPoWriMo. #17

*The prompt by NaPoWriMo today was: "to write a poem in which you very specifically describe something in terms of at least three of the five senses. So, for example, your poem could carefully describe the smell of something, the taste of something, and the sound of something. It might be helpful to pick things you have actually encountered during your day: a cup of coffee at the office (“burnt, flat, and joylessly acrid”), or a hyacinth in the neighobr’s yard (“riotously curled petals shading violet-lavender-white, against the dark-green glossy-smooth leaves”)." 

*Also, do visit my friends who are participating in the challenge. You won't be disappointed.

http://andiwrite.com/ – Hrishikesh

http://janakinagaraj.com/ - Janaki

http://jaibalarao.com/ – Jaibala

http://advkaranshah.blogspot.in/ – Karan

http://whilethecoffeebrews.blogspot.in/ - Naina

http://eccentriccontemplations.wordpress.com/ – Nithya

http://viewsofpreethib.wordpress.com/ - Preeti

http://www.rinzurajan.blogspot.in/ – Rinzu

http://ponderingtwo.blogspot.in/ – Rohan

http://juztamom.blogspot.in/ – Sfurti

http://artofleo.wordpress.com/blog/ – Vinay

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Raijin

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Lightning struck the sky and in came the thunderclap,

Loud and frightening, it made the tiny toddlers tightly wrap.

Hiding their navels, they protected their skin,

Children, small and big, everyone was afraid of Raijin.

*As a part of NaPoWriMo. #2

*The prompt by NaPoWriMo today was to  write a poem based on a non-Greco-Roman mythology, a poem inspired by Norse mythology, or by one of the creatures from Japanese legend. So, I chose Raijin, the lightning and thunder God from Japanese mythology. It is believed that he eats the navels of children, hence the parents ask the children to hide their navels during thunderstorms.

*Also, do visit my friends who are participating in the challenge. You won't be disappointed.

http://andiwrite.com/ – Hrishikesh

http://janakinagaraj.com/ - Janaki

http://jaibalarao.com/ – Jaibala

http://advkaranshah.blogspot.in/ – Karan

http://whilethecoffeebrews.blogspot.in/ - Naina

http://eccentriccontemplations.wordpress.com/ – Nithya

http://viewsofpreethib.wordpress.com/ - Preeti

http://www.rinzurajan.blogspot.in/ – Rinzu

http://ponderingtwo.blogspot.in/ – Rohan

http://juztamom.blogspot.in/ – Sfurti

http://artofleo.wordpress.com/blog/ – Vinay

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Raindrops...

As I sit here looking outside the window, I see the raindrops on the green grass. I look at them with more intent, urging them to tell me their story.
Do they have a story? A story of being a raindrop? They seem happy. I ask them, "Are you not afraid? In a matter of few seconds, you will be gone." They look at me and say, "That is the reason we are happy. Happy till we are gone."

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