It was a beautiful day and I just looked out from my window near the pond . The monsoon shower had just stopped . Droplets of rain were still clinging on the green leafage of the plumeria tree . I could not resist to divert my eyes from the ecstatic view I had to capture the scene.
This spontaneous thought had turned into an action and the result was just like a poetry ; full of passion and an ever lasting memory .
In that memory , I am attempting this verse in the form of a tanka .
your wild caper teaches me
you won’t be here tomorrow
is this your last lesson for me .
© milan rajkumar