Rain-Drop

Falling down the foggy cloud

Reaching down the misty mount

Rolling down the slopy hill

I finally landed on the curly leaf.


Staying for a while,

Thinking for a time;

The journey to the unknown valley began-

In the meanwhile.


Dropping from a height,

Shivering with the fright;

I finally landed on the smooth palm,

That made me calm.

The palm asked-

Why do u leave your home?

And step into the world unknown;


To which I replied-

Everything has its own fate;

I am not the exception,

as I am a drop that has to drop