Tuesday, February 21, 2012

An oath of allegiance


If you fall, I turn into a small mushroom
So you can watch me in the eyes
And let you feed from me the strength you need.

If you fly too high in the sky, I turn into an eagle
So you can avoid the cunning perils
And let you find the way back to Earth.

If you burn, I turn into a crystal clear river
So you can heal your wounds
And let you quench the scorching thirst.

If you laugh, I turn into your lips corner
So you can taste the purest of joy
And let you know I will always be there.



7 comments:

KoE said...

Extremely mushy mushy!

I remember the place! Novotel, Juhu :P

Thais said...

Now... what if this was supposed to be a secret? LOL Yes, awesome place, awesome memories. As for the poem, mushy to the max. :)

Shakti_Shetty said...

I better not comment on beautiful poetry! Haha!

Thais said...

@Shakti I feel you need some spanking. :D My poem is silly, but beautiful. Too mushy, but who could resist mushiness? :P Too obvious, but also deeply profound. :)

Nivedita Gandhi said...

Can i steal this for somebody?

Thais said...

@Niv Yes, you can as long as you share credits. :D

Nivedita Gandhi said...

Yay! Thank you. I'll tell you how he reacted after I read it out to him. :)