Trace of red teardrops
12 October 2020
Dewdrops in the air
Pearls scattering on my face
the first of the rains
Heads hung low they weep
Zoroastrian filters
drizzle through their plight
Drop by drop gathers
weight of a hundred stones cast
millenary fate
Maidens in tatters
their backs particles of flesh
sprinkled across choice
A dash of freedom
drips through time that seeps in age
beads of silver pain
A splash in the pond
Murky waters now stirring
trace of red teardrops
Reading of the poem:
Hope – Azam Ali
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly Haiku challenge using the words “Drip”, “Drop” and their synonyms. Rules and other poems available here https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/10/12/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-327-drip-drop/
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