I fell in love with a drop of dew on the grass.
Her beauty dazzled my eyes. Where-ever I looked,
I saw nothing but that dew-drop shining like a
Star into my heart. My heart was stuck to her love
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There is no certainty how long this life will go on. We are born and die like dew drops with our identities lost forever. Nice poem indeed. 'Who would Say, a drop of dew had been here! What is truth then- Me, grass, the dew-drop or the sun in the vast sky? '..is such a thought provoking question. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, dear poet. Very nice comment.