#Micropoetry
Wavering panes of light
Reflected on sleepy lakes face
Darkened cushion of water
Gently rocking huddle of boats
To clanging bells of a temple
Prepping the Gods for the night rest
by the discarded lights
Flickering from lone street lamps
On a deserted lake bank
Seen in the drop of a moment
Seeking a haven to rest
By the telescoping eyes
Of a firefly desperately hurtling
Down the man-made bridge
Arching over the lakes yawning belly.
- - -Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai,20Dec15
Reflected on sleepy lakes face this is definitely amazing micro poetry. Very fantastically drafted and shared poem.10
Thank you Kumarmaniji. Micor poetry is the easiest to type out on mobile while commuting.. lest I forget the words by the time I reach home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice metaphors, beautiful poem.
Thank you Khairulji, glad you were able to decipher the Metaphor. Thank you once again.