Drops....

Pure pristine mesmerized in hope ,

I descend down from my home up above ,

Bidding goodbye to fellow mates  ,

Wanting to get unveiled ,

Transforming my state .

Pitter-patter I fall down ,

Over tree tops , over dusty grounds ,

Sometimes getting trapped in a cold frigid lake ,

Sometimes flowing away ,

Putting my life at stake .

Through mountains , through valleys ,

Through boulders and rubles ,

Never drying down ,

To keep up this travel .

Still if ever I get engulfed ,

Changed is my course ,

I continue journeying ,

Never intending to stop .

Toppling on the leaves ,

Shining gently on flowers ,

I wish I could stay ,

Not just for a while ,

But for hours and hours .

Remembering my duty I give up that joy ,

To coalesce together ,

To reach the desired place .

To be your savior every time you need ,

As a new born or a dead man instead ,

To quench your thirst in a hot blistering day ,

To make you dance in a cloudy evening ,

To wash off every dirt that coheres with you ,

To let you travel in search of a land new ,

Committed , devoted , engulfed I remain ,

My whole life ,

For your personal gains .

Still , you don’t understand ,

And disregard my worth ,

Dirtying soiling griming my source ,

Forgetting without me ,

You won’t even stand a single day ,

In the months of December  or the months of May .

I may be tiny I may be small ,

I may not resemble something substantial at all ,

But if I get wild and combine in fury ,

Nothing can save you ,

Not even your imploring pleading story ,

Stop I will not at that very  time ,

As over and over again you are repeating old crimes ,

So gently today I wish you to take note ,

Preserve me  dear ,

Do not let me rot ,

Coz pristine and pure I love to remain ,

Relieving you of ,

Every little strain ,

Quenching your thirst ,

Allaying your fears ,

Easing your life ,

Amid smiles amid tears .

" Today is 22nd March , World Water Day "