The Waterfalls
There I stood the waterfalls by, When like a house of cards Blown away by the wind- Likewise something came, blowing away the heart. From the Niagra did I fall- Seeing only the water me beside, Hearing the sound of the flowing riverside. My world became so small- And I- I liked it all. All of a sudden the ground hits, Back to reality it all seemed, The water still over my head sits; And I,I to flow away dreamed. Nature has its path for us, Can we be so brave as to cross it ? Or flow with it timidly- "Hush ! No one dare disobey me, for I like a pedestal sit" (she says) But flowing on and on like to oceans by, It makes you wonder if there is- However small a chance Of the first drops of Niagara meeting its last Perhaps then, it was true love after all. This is a poem I wrote on the wild infatuation that comes when you come across something that is perfect to you. I hope you enjoy the poem and the little metaphors I made to (hopefully) express emotions we face when we...