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The water drop

Poetry By: Ghonesis

A metaphor for life: a window...

Submitted:Jan 17, 2012    Reads: 34    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

My window is like the world,

Inhabited by water drops.

None of them in motion,

Like everybody stops.


From the top of the window,

A drop could take no more.


Thinking his existance was too plain,

It was driving itself insane.


He dropped down to far below,

And then he was no more.


My drop didn't survive,

Because it was the only one alive.


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