Droplets

Explosion, scattering sparks

Everywhere in the midnight sea.

How does loneliness blankets minds of humane nature?

When can one see the dusk of the day?

—-

Does Darkness makes us blind?

To see the sparks lit up in the sky

These droplets of tiny amusements

Why does our fragile heart cease to see?

—-

Is it our situation that captivates us?

Or the unwillingness to recognize

the tiny droplets of love falling from the sky?

Forming clouds of possibilities around us.

—-

We all make our days,

Selfishness our nights.

Look at all the droplets of hope around us,

painting pictures of flowering future ahead of us.

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