Ripples.

A Poem by Unthinkable

The moon stayed lit in the deep blue ocean

a single drop will alter the appearance.

The tears drop loose from a fragile faucet

corrupting such a perfect picture.

The drops keep dripping fast making ripples

but in eyes such as mine,

Its seen in slow motion.

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Added on June 16, 2011
Last Updated on June 16, 2011
Tags: Ripples, Tear, poem, sad poem, frustration, such a mind, prefect picture, moon analogy, reflection

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