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by Nivedita Rajan (Age: 24)
copyright 08-30-2008

Age Rating: 13 +

Thoughts are snowflakes,
Falling through the mist;
Dusk giving way to dawn,
Like a wandering thought – so pure!
A thought is a droplet of time…
Shattering all peace and serenity.
Thoughts are waves,
Lapping gently at the foot of the crag;
The rays of moonlight that open a whole new world.

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        09-29-2009     Cynthia Baello        

This poem has a great idea from the start. Thoughts vary just as the poem describes them, as "snowflakes" or "droplets", then "waves" and lastly "rays". While reading it I realized thoughts do come to us like snowflakes - gentle and unannounced, and fleeting like "droplets of time" for they come in whatever hour, night or day, and as unfaithful and dashing as the "waves" of worry. Still, I reflect some thoughts give us "rays" of hope and joy - like long lost family memories, rays of the past. Beautiful poem, you did a wonderful job on the topic.

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