#dewdrops

206 posts
  • eyeenma 2w

    Mist over the fields

    I was wondering
    Wondering
    My mind wandered from
    Mundane realities to wild fantasies.
    Suddenly I opened the
    Balkony door of my bedroom
    To my wonder
    I caught a sight to a heavenly mist
    The mist was slow settling down
    Just above the field .
    For a moment i wondered
    how the grass might feel
    Being embraced in heavy liquidating steam
    Just to become heavy enough to
    Fall on top of the green grass
    Way heavy that cannot surpass
    Become dew drops
    Glistening and gleaming.
    Just to become the air again

  • heman_tt 5w

    उस ओस की बूंद की तरह,
    जो गिरकर विलुप्त होना चाहती थी
    पर फूल ने रोक लिया...
    ©heman_tt

  • veronica_06 5w

    Dewdrops

    I saw her dried lips,
    Flaky and yearning,
    Unpink and sick.
    Thus, I swifly ran
    across those seams,
    and i spirited those!
    ©veronica_06

  • eimankhan 5w

    I deviens très impuissant (i become very helpless)
    #dewdrops
    #Tu me manques
    Eiman khan
    Thank you @miraquill

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    I become very helpless
    On the particles of my heart
    Which split and scattered
    Like the autumn receipts
    Who leave their twig
    With the fatigue of their existence
    I become very helpless
    when my eyes turn to red rose
    In which tears become shiny dewdrops
    Reign of sorrow in it
    Like the evening of December
    Salience like its morning
    But the turmoiling thoughts
    Beg me Intensely
    For their freedom
    So that from the heights of the clouds
    And from the top of the mountains
    They could scream and call thee
    "Tu me manques"
    "Tu me manques"
    When thee hear those screams
    Perhaps the storm of thoughts could calm

    ❤ꦿEIMAN࿐☾︎⍣

  • akshiwrites 5w

    #dewdrops

    ©akshiwrites

    Our happy tears fell on
    our hands, held together.
    They glistened like
    dewdrops of love
    on the grass of
    most pure bond, ours.

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    Dewdrops of love

    ©akshiwrites

    Our happy tears fell on
    our hands, held together.
    They glistened like
    dewdrops of love
    on the grass of
    most pure bond, ours.

  • beausoul 6w

    Dewdrops

    Trembling in the air, slithering along the vine, shining like a diamond on every lively piece of green,
    quenching along their line,
    mingling magical moments form an abundant moana.
    ©beausoul

  • dew_drops 6w

    It's the one I owe to my pen name. I'm so glad to participate in this challenge. I can finally share my love for dew drops and have a share in other writers' poetries as well.
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    From the immaculate waves
    Of the wondrous seas
    And the holy water of
    A sacred stream
    Mighty depths of the ocean
    And that every raindrop in motion
    Over the tears of
    Any overwhelming emotion

    I choose you the delicate dew drops
    Resting on the flower petal,
    Lingering on the miniature leaflet,
    Trapped between the hirsute peduncles,
    Lost in the verdant grass fields
    Emerging through the coldest nights
    Like tiny tokens of delight
    On beautiful days, balmy and bright

    You the little crystal of beauty
    Embrace every hue and color
    Gleam with rays of hope
    Your pristine transparency
    Reflect unlimited joy
    Your existence is a prove
    Beauty is everywhere
    You just have to find
    Even it's small like a dew drop
    Exquisite and fine
    ©dew_drops

    @miraquill @writersnetwork @miraquill
    #wod #dewdrops #ceesreposts

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    Dew Drops

    I choose you the delicate dew drops
    Resting on the flower petal,
    Lingering on the miniature leaflet,
    Trapped between the hirsute peduncles,
    Lost in the verdant grass fields
    Emerging through the coldest nights
    Like tiny tokens of delight
    On beautiful days, balmy and bright





    ©dew_drops

  • singh99puja 6w

    I wish
    To stay with you
    Calm, silent yet beautiful.
    Just like the dewdrops
    On the beautiful body of leaves.

    I wish
    To overcome all the obstacles
    Of life for you
    Just like the dewdrops
    Which fights every morning
    With the sun and
    meet the leaves every night.

    - Puja Singh

  • polemicverses 6w

    And when I pull the crimson scabs
    Off my jagged scars
    So burnt in deep into my skin
    To let them breathe the air of hope
    Pour on them the dewdrops of your love
    So that they can disappear
    Into the abyss of anonymity
    To heal and never return again
    Pour so that I may dare to love again....
    ©polemicverses

  • edward_3355 6w

    Labours

    Her face glistened with beads of sweat
    As she gave birth yet again
    - To a new day

    ©edward_3355

  • ivy___ 6w

    @writersnetwork #dewdrops
    @murryben i loved this prompt so much��

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    Naive blue skies
    Stirring above the head
    Making margarita
    Of (cloudy) dew
    (Resonated) drops

    It's all lime; bile
    Sinking then again surfacing
    The gurgling sky;
    Something is not right.

    Staring at it;
    Startled and putting it in writing.
    Writing for whom
    The vacancy? Or the devoid?

    The lingering sight
    Besides the kitchen window
    My gut standing still
    Reciting, and they hearing my will

    Scintillating
    This bitter battle I'm holding

    Me, my dignity and this strange poem.


    ~sightless

  • kasishakespeare 6w

    Dewdrop's tale

    Dewdrops , dewdrops come do your work
    Wash away yesterday's suffering
    Yesterday's scorching sun , murdered our plantation what shall we eat now It has made the water in our main stream to evaporate
    The mighty winds blew away our huts
    Oh it seems like we are being force
    To our early graves
    Dewdrops , dewdrops come do your job
    That clay can be reformed that
    We may build houses with
    Brick , mud and clay
    Let there be live again
    ©kasi.shakespeare_49

  • thewriter34 6w

    Dewdrops

    Tiny little dewdrops,
    Making the morning better.
    Shining like diamonds,
    On a beautiful ring called Earth.
    Delicate enough,
    To pop at just a touch.
    Accompanying,
    The leaves to look beautiful.
    Complimenting,
    The nature's beauty.
    -
    Nazneen Waghchhipawala
    ©thewriter34

  • _teal_ 6w

    ...

    Running is for the soul in that morning grass filled with dewdrops.

    ©P.
    ☆☆☆

  • prettyinkblots 6w

    The soul feels ecstatic
    While doting on you,
    For your presence O beloved,
    Is no less than
    The celestial glassy dewdrops,
    On a golden dawn.

    ©prettyinkblots

  • shabz_felix 6w

    Dew drops

    Lurking through my life emotional canal
    My soul found comfort in falling dewdrops
    ©shabz_felix

  • nm_bloggslove_ 6w

    I witnessed the shadow passing by,
    I have longed to see it, even in dreams,
    Admist the chaos and mystic dewdrops of air....
    I waited for the next shadow to pass by....

    #wod#dewdrops

    @miraquill@writersnetwork@mirakeeworld

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    Dew Drop

    ©nm_bloggslove_

  • shabz_felix 6w

    Artist

    In the midst of cloudy memories
    Lyrical poses came flowing melodious dew drop
    Like fallen leaves in Autumn dancing in the wind
    But one day of next season hopeful trees will bloom again
    Only great artist can create life a fallen branch
    And make life colorful again
    ©shabz_felix

  • penelope_ 6w

    The bitter truth is like a delirium tremens
    It disorients you,
    It hampers your senses
    You lay down knowing
    You do not have an antibody
    For the bitter truth of antigen
    Which hampered your system
    That's when you are in search of
    Morning dewdrops to reoriginate yourself
    The truth doesn't change even after apologies.
    Truth is a tip of the needle which is small but gives a mightier pain.

  • wolfboy2311 6w

    DISAPPEARING DEWDROPS

    The ailing girl sheds down tears of pain,
    as she looks upon the dewdrops on the window pane.
    All she wishes is to live again,
    but loneliness is her only bane.

    She still believes, on the greens of leaves,
    on the ugly crow,
    as well as on the dead flowers,
    but she still has a long way to go,
    like a damned arrow,
    screeched from a bow,
    as if her life were a sad reality show.

    Finally, she breaks down the window pane,
    as the books by the shelf are soaked in rain,
    and blood tumbles down her fingers like a caterpillar chain,
    her efforts in her life are long gone in vain,
    and she cannot look upon the dewdrops again!
    ©wolfboy2311