Thursday, June 03, 2004

Poem again - miserable me :(

The last few drops of water pour
Before its dry again.
The droplets echo in your head
Ringing in your brain.

While the water gushed and flowed
It oft did soothe your mind,
Whether hot or chilly cold
The flow did ease your grind.

You see those droplets easing out.
You never want them gone.
You know there are other flows around
But you thought this was the one.

Just one more time you want your lips
To touch that delicate stream.
Close your eyes and feel the calm,
Engrave it in your dream.

You thought the water would drown you
But now you are miserable and dry.
You want the trickle back again
But all you can do is Try ...

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