Part Of It! ! !

A cup of tea to the best My image is so blurred in In a pail it changed to faint In a well it's marvel and clear To its deepness it's volatile My river image is so fertile But its trenches are abandoned Ocean is so optimistic But tide never let me to be its part I am the part of a drama written Merely images of its feathers But it's the charm of its nature That dictates to be a part of it My visuals may not be optimistic But it's the chapter that dictates its rhythm Lonely messages never weep on its side But it's the part that merit its pass on On its parts that my visuals redeem To its melancholy I need to mourn Out of shadows I need to roam But it's the part that past my lagoon My part is optic to its randomness But to the fathom it's my part As I am part, and need to chart… ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.