Sun and Raindrop

FARDHANA. M
Once I met a raindrop
She was clinging on the blades of the grass
Then came the sun on the top
With burning eyes and hot
And frightened my little raindrop
She thought he would kill her




She was afraid of the sun
Loneliness is her friend...
because...,
She lost her parents;
The sun had killed them cruely.




I felt pity on her
And took her in my hands,
Kissed her with love...
She became shame so that
She tried to leave from my hand




Thinking that she did not like it
I stopped kissing her..
But...,
I kept her on a leaf-tip




On a rainy day, I thought that
It is the time for her to go.
With despair, I let her go.
She was not willing to part me
But...,
She has to go
"Back to the Nature"
Otherwise
She will die....