Like tiny pearls in a box lined with green velvet

Like moonlight in the liquid form

Rained last night

To quench the world of its ugliness.


Like a wet dog on soft green grass

They lie there, quivering

Living their short life from midnight till dawn

When the sun will fly them away.


Witches put them in their magical potions

Fairies drink them as they drop down

Elves take them to make silver earrings

Unicorns use them to adorn their crown.


Millions of dewdrops lie on leaves

And blades of grass, and sleeping rocks,

On petals of flowers, delicate and soft

On metal poles, and barks of trees

Coming and going with the breeze.


Only the sensitive stop in their paths

To look into the shiny crystal-balls

And even then, they cannot see

What secrets of the future they hold.


As the golden sun rays kiss them, they

Create little rainbows for the world to see

A last beautiful sight before they die

Before the world plunges back into its deformity.


And then they fly, like silver birds

Upon the gilded wings of sunlight,

And the cock crows, not in welcome of the Sun

But bemoaning the departure of the dewdrops.


First up, A very Happy Mother’s Day to all the wonderful mothers out there! You all are doing a great job of balancing your life with your kids. A special shoutout to the women who are celebrating their first Mother’s Day. Congratulations!

Now let me be very honest with you- I tried my level best to write a poem about mothers, but I couldn’t. It was as if the words had deserted me. I thought and thought for hours (okay, several minutes) but the page of my notebook remained blank. So I’ve published what I could think of, even though it’s not remotely related to mothers. My sincere apologies to all the mothers and the people who were expecting something Mother’s Day-ey. I promise to try harder next time.

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Murderer- a 100-word story

Before I start with the story, I must say it was a challenge in itself for me because my stories are never less than 1000 words long. I always get carried away while putting pen to paper and just go along with the flow. But seeing the abundance of flash fiction and 100-word stories on WordPress, not to mention their popularity, I decided to stretch those writing muscles and take the plunge in the sea of 100-word stories. Let’s hope my first lexiquintal (I made that word up myself; *pats herself on the back*) turns out well.

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