R.S. Mallari

Let it Drop


At dusk I was talking to a tree
It did not budge, but dropped a leaf
Followed it with my eyes, as it falls
Then I realized, the tree was listening
With all the words I have spoken
It told me, to let go of the burden
Those still hang with my branches
Like the dried leaf it has dropped
I should leave all the worries behind
Make new beginnings, new memories
Like the tree, that grows new leaves

R.S. Mallari

About R.S. Mallari

Through poetry I am trying to break the barriers of ethnicity, cultures and even beliefs for we humans have the same emotions, the same desires and aspirations. We may differ in colors, in language, and food that we eat yet we are still living under the same sun, swimming and sailing on the same seas and sleeping under the same stars.

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Aayushi Mehta
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15:42 delete

Lovely comparison, great message!

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00:43 delete

What a great message through excellent metaphor. This one is special. I love it.

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Tomas
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15:10 delete

I like your discoveries at dusk. Good poem - pictorial. That's the art of the heart

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silviacuore
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07:15 delete

Beautiful like a zen meditation !

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Rinka
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18:03 delete

just awesome!!! excellent !!!!
tmrw , s our new yr's day.
it just fit for that!!!!
...too goood

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11:18 delete

Thank you all guys. One of the hardest thing to do is let go, even bad memories are hard to forget but if we can, we can always start anew.

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Through poetry we can inspire others, we can make someone smile and words can make others cry be it of joy or sadness.