A Lone Drop – Ishita Gupta

A lone drop
waltzing its way
through the dark claustrophobic tunnel
mindless
about what lies ahead.
Feet on relevé
dangling in air
relishing a few seconds of freedom
awaiting
its fateful end.

One girl
laughing heartily
oblivious to the drop’s paltry demise
worthless
to her royal silk gown.
A little one
with parched lips
her strained throat eyeing the drop
thirstily
like a treasure.

– Ishita Gupta, Amity International School, Noida