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Chandana Krishna

Abstract Drama Fantasy

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Chandana Krishna

Abstract Drama Fantasy

Sprinkles Of Love

Sprinkles Of Love

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A walk alone in the woods

Fresh flowers in hues

With the birds chirping

Animals wandering

And the gentle river nearby

Were in standby

To listen

To listen to the blues

Of a wearied maiden

Who was gentle to everything

But for her own kind!

 

She was arrogant,

And constantly threw tantrums.

She didn’t make friends,

Kept herself locked all day

But when came out, she was bitter.

Her expectations were high,

She dreamt always never tried to fulfill them.

She was pale,

Never knew anything.

Not talented or skillful

But dull

Dull as ditchwater.

 

At least that’s what they believe, the creatures of her own kind!

 

They failed to see through her arrogance

Or tantrums,

They went blind for her need for solitude.

They came not a step forward to understand her.

Never encouraging

Constant criticizing .

Nagging and nagging and nagging!

 

So sat the girl

Forgetting the disappointment,

And Smiling to the scent of the flowers,

Dipping her leg in the river

And playing with the animals

For they did nothing but listened to her.

 

A peck from the Deer,

A nudge from the rabbit,

A pat from the elephant

Melodious tunes of the birds

And scented fragrance in the air!

 

And hence the wearied maiden turned into a merry one!

For all she needed was an ear to listen

And some sprinkles of Love!


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