I was born in the morning,
In a form of a dew.
As small I was, I wanted to grow,
In the company with few.
I opened my eyes,
When it was still dark.
But a hope of sunshine,
Lead my path.
From the sky i dropped
To the lowest and smallest leaf,
As i reached on it
I got a little grip.
I started to glow,
As the light hit on my face.
As the day walked ahead,
The heat set to increase.
It started burning me,
I vaporized in sky.
As i moved upward again,
I learnt the meaning of LIFE.
Jyoti Vishwakarma’s 
That was sweet and a nice way to perceive the path of life, I liked it a lot.
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your appreciation build my abilities to perceive more from nature and
express it into words..Thanks:)
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I know it was about dew but as I read it, I was reminded me of a baby being born and growing and eventually getting old and as we all do, die. Very nice and you have a nice blog Jyoti.
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tahnku so much to have taken ur precious time to read my blog and plus commenting on it..thankyou so much tom..
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You are very welcome and I will most definitely be back Jyoti! Thank you for stopping by my blog and showing it some love.
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love indeep is a precious gift and its feels more with time and heels more if you have people to share…thanku for ur words..:)
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This is really beautiful. I loved the imagery used…the life of the dew drop represents a lot of aspects about life. 🙂
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yup it indeed says and gives alot of info and experiance to lead life ahead..
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