The visible invisible
Your drop has a shape,
Still you perfectly fill my cup.
No worries, you don't have a colour,
You are my only saviour.
Who cares, you don't have a smell?
It's better than smelling foul.
We have failed to define your taste,
It's beyond our brain and nothing to debate.
It's true, you are the only indicator,
To prove, life exists at any corner.
Who and what we were, doesn't matter,
The one who follows at the fag end is, 'A drop of water'.