Spilled Drops Read Count : 31

Category : Poems

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I'm a cup 
Filled with liquid
Teetering the rim
Once picked up. 

Once cupped 
It becomes steady
So if prone to accidents
Don't tread too hastily. 

Once dropped 
The thoughts explode
Into droplets
All over the floor. 

The small puddles
All settle
Into reflections
Of me.


  • Jul 07, 2021

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