Ripples

I have written this poem based on one simple metaphor, still water- ripples causing a disturbance. This poem can be used to describe so many things happening in daily life- distractions, negativity, and in the current affairs, the pandemic. 

If you uncover any other meaning of the poem please let me know in the comments or my email id mentioned in 'Contact.'

Hope you like the poem!

Ripples

In the country

I found a pond

The bliss of nature

With glossy, still grey waters

It stayed inert

Composed in seascape

The moon’s reflection

Looked like a twin

The world inside was placid

All things serene and sleepy

Feeling blasé, I aimed a rock

Into the shimmering water

It soared through the azure sky

And fell with a plop

Releasing waves

The pond guffawed

Gurgling and babbling

Forgetting its tranquil state

Entering into-

‘Jittery mode’

All the animals weren’t happy

The ‘tsunami’ shattered their hearty sleep

Gnarling and snorting at me

They tumbled lightly

Onto shore

I was stunned

One tiny rock

Causing the wreckage of harmony

What started in a minute scale

Transformed into turbulence... 

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