Don't keep it...

by - Wednesday, July 01, 2015

With season's first rain
The city was overjoyed 
Relived of burning sun
Sensation was hard to avoid

The Church's bell rang
And crowd melted to thank
almighty, at the holy hour
But the children had pranks

Kissing on each other's palm 
They rushed towards muddy ground
They slipped, rolled and danced
 Their laughter was more profound

As people rushed out to see
Their eyes and mouth dumbstruck
Two small kids fighting hard to death
Were happily playing in mud-struck 

There and then, children taught a lesson
No words were shared, no efforts were made
A message came in silence, all of them learnt
Ego and enmity are not something to keep but to forbade

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  1. So beautifully said...
    Loved it :)

  2. Nice job with the prompt!

  3. The story of my city, right about now :D nice work, Simran :)

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    1. I am glad it reminded you of your school day, Rosey :)
      Thank you.

  5. Nicely written! And yes nice message in the last line :)

  6. Marvelous poem.

  7. Beautifully penned! I liked the irony in the poem..

    1. A pinch of irony is what I love to have in my poems. Thanks, Ramya :)

  8. Been there. Done that. So I know what it is.. Beautifully penned!

    Someone is Special

    1. I am glad you can relate to this.... :)
      Thanks, SiS

  9. Hmm. The pic looks like they're jovially playing. But I do hope no fight to death happens. It'd ruin the rains too!

  10. Wow dear ....beautiful and I love it♡♡♡♡♡♥


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