Tired moon, half asleep,
a drop fell down, from the weep.
Window the place where it landed,
Traveled miles, finally grounded.
Transparent and clear,
Near and more near.
So close and still bounded,
Shouted hard but never sounded.
Twinkled harder,
no one bothered.
Wait…. never easy,
Felt tired and pretty lazy.
Finally recognized ignorantly,
Came and touched that too from other side… but gently.
Visible it was, u closed d eyelid shutter,
One turquoise dew I was...asked me to melt in my own water……
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HI Nijo,
This is Nijo Johnson... Weird huh?
actually i just googled my name.. and found you... Never thought this would happen...
Anyways see ya.. & remember you have a very nice name ;-)
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