Sunday, October 11, 2015

147.Ripples


Water in the pond is too still,
Too lifeless, too boring,
Don't lift a brick,
Just a pebble will do,
Drop it gently
Anywhere in the pond,
Let there be some commotion,
Let there be some unease,
Let the pond spring back to life.

A life too peaceful is like death,

It must have its share of ripples.

3 comments:

Usha Menon said...

Very meaningful lines.Very well composed poem.

Indrani said...

Yeah I agree.
Beautifully worded.

How do we know said...

Very true! And very beautiful metaphor too!