The decisive patch-
Paved way towards the
middle.
I could collect,
I could hustle,
I could ensure –
Your endorsing memory.
I keep reading and
reading,
Pouncing into myself,
Keeping all the secrets
die in me.
The dumbfounded man-
Keep watching me.
Ferocity or concern?
I couldn’t recall from him.
Reluctantly I walked
toward the lobby,
Discontent of my
thoughts-
Stuck me at reading,
Troubling myself into it.
The scenario seems
denude,
Scandalous of amity or
enmity tortured me!
Exaggerating the world-
Indulging myself in
chores.
Run away- provocations
murmured,
But the conundrum
sticks in me
Of the man ;
Eyes keep watching, precision not well enough.
The toddler cried and
cried-
Reeling from shock-
Waiting for ‘She’:
But no one cares!
The frivolous demands,
never been fulfilled.
Rushing; expecting
much!
I could see from far,
The blurred vision of girl,
Catching and throwing ;
Something expected.
Turns five’, five’ and five’,
The voice shouted-
As if a disturbance to
me-
And for the unchained
dreams!
Poem by
Devika V M
