A blend of emotions,
Flashing randomly in mind,
With deeply set eyes,
Gazing past every speck...
Sitting behind the bars,
Analyzing and introspecting,
Whilst the physique bouncing-
With the pace of tallyho....
My eyes still wandering,
Out of the window...
And yet another bus ride!!
Yet another bus ride...
With monotonous gazes,irritating stares,
formal smiles and whatsoever...
With my reluctant self,
Pondering profound on things -
That never change...
My eyes still gazing out and...
VOILA!!
I stopped to wink-
To capture the flash of smile...
Yes!!
A red giant pulsar,
Speeding through its way,
Accelerated by pot-bellied man
And that is not all!!
It's she who sat behind-
Spread the cheer...
Her dress patterned with mud,
And shirt,half tucked though...
Her hair dressed up
With ribbons partially opened...
She sat with bulgy bag on shoulder
Claiming her to be a school girl...
And her hands...
Yup!!
Her soft tiny hands
Stretching out to maxim-
To grasp her dad's stomach
That tummied out
Beyond her tiny hands...
But still...
She tried hugging tight,
With her face resting on him,
And her eyes glimmering-
Out of pride and joy
With her ride with dad...
And...
As he grasps her hands
With utmost care and love
From his front
To bring her still close,
SHE SMILES...
She smiles with joy,
She smiles with love,
She smiles with trust,
She smiles with pride...
And they fade through their way...
Leaving a trace of smile
As oft I reminisce this flash...:-)
machi super ya/.. how u thinking like this and al.. marvellous da..
ReplyDeleteits amazing Seetha :)
ReplyDeleteSo Nice Dear :)))))
ReplyDeletehey!! thanks all!!
ReplyDeletewow sita its good to see you have been thinking to write poems when you at bus and write it down as a poem with wat has captured your attention
ReplyDelete@sai...
ReplyDeleteit's t incident which made me write yaar...so credit goes to tat little girl who made me think...
felt really good...great job mate !!
ReplyDelete@deepak...
ReplyDeletethanks a lot yaar...