Friday, 12 August 2011

these rain drops.....

these tiny droplets so truly depict the human life-
carefree & all playful when born, jumpin around in those fluffy white beauties-
but
never knowing their fate-


they might end up being the pearl or a puddle-
disaster or a bounty
might uselessly stick to thorns or shoes or can become a miracle droplet for the thirsty
some might enjoy being cherished at that delicate hand or some might be mercilessly squashed-
for some rain is to dance && enjoy
but
for some it may be the best disguise for tears-


so similar-
we never know where we might end up-
we are the rain drops -



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11 comments:

  1. MAHNOOR12 August 2011 at 04:05

    beautiful wordss =)

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  2. Curl Jung12 August 2011 at 06:27

    True, we are mere puppets playing according to our nemesis. =(

    Beautifully worded.

    I love your Blog template!

    PS:- Thanks for your comment at my blog!!
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  3. äмän ♥12 August 2011 at 11:14

    Beautiful♥♥

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  4. Mishilicious Mishi12 August 2011 at 11:18

    hmm well said!

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  5. fatima12 August 2011 at 12:00

    thank you all of you sweet sweet people =)
    &&
    welcome hamza =)

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  6. maham irfan12 August 2011 at 12:40

    nice thought there=)

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  7. maham irfan12 August 2011 at 12:46

    true true...

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  8. Ifra12 August 2011 at 22:58

    WAOW TO THE PICTURE aBOVE! :]
    POEM IS BEAUTIFUL!
    FOLLOWING YOU NOW! FOLLOW BACK I'LL BE GLAD.

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  9. fatima13 August 2011 at 02:37

    thank you maham =)


    thank you ifra- sure =)

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  10. Angelique14 August 2011 at 12:31

    Nice:)<3

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  11. Lubaina E.10 July 2012 at 03:08

    "they might end up being the pearl or a puddle-
    disaster or a bounty" :)
    Amazingly described.

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