A VIEW - poetry my way .................................
Jan 21, 2015
Story
Two floating kites
Appearing and disappearing
And
Kissing each other
A floating pure – white cloud
Moving slower and faster sometimes
No – Dark purple flowers
Smiling at sun – shining
The breeze comes and touches and moves away,
Supplies melodies to relax ………………
The kichi – bichi of an unknown
A half dead and torn coconut leaves
The jack leaves tabulating life
What are they all trying to say?
A tiny branch of neighboring jack tree gone dried
A man from a distance opened a window to embrace cool wind I assumed
And again after a few moments
He shut them tightly and went away
The roof tops – some
Look burnt
Is the tank up on roof
Filled
Or
Empty?
No one to be seen to inquire
Why should I
Realized, learnt later
The kreeeeezzzzzze sound of the fan – above
Seemed ready to be retired
Everything outskirt enjoying life over there
Nothing to assume I thought ………………………………….
