Friday, 20 January 2012

Poetry Corner: A Fleeting Thought

One thousand raindrops,
to land on the cold, hard ground.
Yet come another day,
they disappear back to the skies -
never staying around.
Forever in motion is their fate,
like the unseen calling of the heart.
Remembered in the past,
forgotten in the future -
like that once picturesque work of art.

- Jessie Jing, 19th January 2012 -


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