Petals

Journey of a Single Drop

✰𝐽𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒 𝐷𝑟𝑜𝑝

I fell from a great height of darkness,
upon the sphere that swishs and moves,
a fluffy mass pregnant with doom,
in a singular form, I ride and ride.

A blinding light tore the sky,
I went to places and travelled round,
blissful wonder filled my being,
with the current, I'm on the go.

A sleek surface shiny I slid,
protecting a place of dried sand,
grey sand looking white,
sometimes yelow like the sun.

The drift came through and up I went,
wondering about on the glooby circle,
What is this thing on which cotton lay?,
well that's the horizontal next I stayed on.

A huge item came to life,
Its size a boulder with a shiny place,
a part of the sun lay on it,
like the grey sand that stood aright.

A boom came and a crash followed,
the fallen tree, a green I lay,
the faster it blew, the brown came up,
gaze upon the abstract motion.

With the gathering gloom,
my likeness now much,
singular I was,
plural I become.

©Favour Chidinma Ezekwe
©Ava Kez

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As the undercover literature student that I am, I made use of Figures of Speech. You are a good detective if you can stop them out😊

This poem is about the journey of a single rain drop personified. It may be confusing for some people so I have a very simple analysis for this poem;

Stanza 1 and 2 is basically an introduction of our the drop came from a huge dark rain cloud and the wind carried it around.

Stanza 3 is a roof of a building which the drop found itself on. The building is a "dry sand" which is the cement blocks and it is a "grey sand" because of the cement is grey.

Stanza 4 talks of a clothe line which is horizontal that the drop was then on

Stanza 5 is window of a "huge boulder"- a car - that "a part of the sun lay on it" - colour.

Stanza 6 is the action of a fallen tree that the drop was on its leaves and sighting the fast blowing wind that brings dust.

Stanza 7 is the plurality of the drop known as rain

Thank you so much for reading 💙