Drops: an exchange between poets
A dolphin splash drop upon the blue ocean,
A midnight dew drop upon the grass flower,
A bouncing rain drop upon the lotus leaf,
A drop, one of a million, million moments in one.
- Hershal Pandya
In a drop one can
see a rainbow, can one do
that with the ocean?
Drops that make the ocean -
one from from the tears of a woman betrayed,
one from dew on a fresh-blossomed petal,
one from the blood of a fallen tyrant,
one from the drool of a child beholding sweets,
one from the labour of an unknown ryot,
one from the wrath of a vengeful storm.
Just inches below the placid surface,
an oceam teems with a phantasmagoria of colours!
Disgusting smells, soul crushing noise,
people clamouring with needs,
painted smiles with limited sincerity
doling out humanity drop by miserable drop.