Doting Drizzle
Doting Drizzle
A pair of swans, momentous feather
Coincidental confines, concerns fetish
Aching hearts grounded dust piece
Cumulated centuries, enlightenment to cherish!
Plough for the farmer, sword for soldier
Play for the player, pen for a writer
State of weapons, old-new attire
Pondering over moments of past
Or
Whatever moments ahead aspire!
When did it go
When will it return
It was here till now
Surely it will return!
Searching far and near
Up-down, here and there
As far as sight reach anywhere
With hopes for its stay everywhere!
Just born or born the day before
Freshness to the core
Inspiring to live life laughingly
Doting drizzle dotingly!