A Fine Misty Day...



The world still looked wet
After last night’s drench
A few droplets still clung on
As the coldness spread like a wave.

Nature was yet to awake
And cherish the world with its melody
Yet the sun’s rays were hazy
On this fine misty day.

Everything was a blur
And sight was just impossible
But the sense of touch
Rang chimes in the heart.

The river lay frozen
With fissures of life.
Treasures lay dead in its bed –
Ready to be restored.
But all that had to wait
Since it was a fine misty day.

Posted by Tharangni

8 comments :

  1. Wonderfully written... such a great time in here!!!:)

    Good day Buddy!!!:)

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    >kelvin

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  2. superb...! i missed your poems..hehe..

    anyway..! im glad you said it! i havent noticed it actually! and i was kinda troubled about it..i tried editing it but it just wont turn back to normal!=.= i dunno why..i know im such a klutz about this editing stuffs..and a total pain in the neck but..can you pls. help me return those list in the 'distant' tab..?

    *sigh* i really dont know how..>.<

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  3. Ahhh!!!

    LOVELY!! :))

    I loved the way the whole thing was put across!

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  4. Ah~ ♥ Your poem is very nice! I hope you will write more poems!



    - Rabbito of ☆ラビトのブログ☆

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  5. I like this one better than the footprints one...Course...Both of em rock...which is diff. (: (: (:

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