Category: Abstract Poem

The Bead

beads

The string snapped;

Beads scattered

And rolled around.

The released tension,

Unfolded;

A humble string,

Ordinary;

And a single bead,

Unpredictable

That hit the floor

Bounced, and jumped outside….

The street,

Bustling;

The window,

Unsuspecting;

The string,

Resilient.

Completeness

divine surender

Space I measure

Mind’s eye gauges

The borders…

Visually literate

Construe fallacies

Within boundaries…

Lost ‘within’

Yet fight the realms

Break the walls…

The cocoon sheds

Revamp thoughts

Discern limitlessness…

The unseen presence

Divine surrender

Space I tread in completeness.

Pattern

patterns

Flustered not, she fluttered;

A minute on my watch ticked…

Fight not, flight arrested;

A pattern I traced as my watch ticked…

Tried hard, tired by then,

She stilled and I took over;

The window that lay ajar

Opened to the evening sun…

She fluttered and flustered I stood

A minute on my watch ticked…

She fought, and gained flight;

A pattern I traced as she found her way.

Tried till then, tired not yet,

The words swirl emotions

And minutes on my watch ticked

As patterns I chased fervently

Unknown to me minutes ago;

Life I see differently…