It was 3AM I suppose, or to be precise
A complete hour of sleeplessness and
I was walking behind or rather following
The footsteps of that decrepit old body.
Her hoary head signified semaphores,
Illuminating and reflecting a way onward,
Onward to a curvilinear farness.
Her bent shuffled maneuvers were like
The surges of the tides that rise and
Culminate on the shore becoming arches
And while I was at the verge of losing myself
Amidst the labyrinth of her creased
And sagged skin
I realized that it was me.
It was kinesics with my distant aged self.
I just traveled
Through the furrowed copious vacuum
Of clairvoyance created in my mind.
~Nayanika Dey
From: India
Copyright ©: 6 July, 2016
Categories:
kinesics, age, deep, destiny, dream,
Form: Free verse
Do you know?
Yes, I know
It is my personal space,
which no one should invade.
Do you know?
Yes, I know
That your kinesics are so valuable,
That they should be palpable.
Do you know?
Yes,I know
Your attitude towards elders,
Should be appreciated even by contenders.
Do you know?
Yes, I know
To be aware of the other,
Should not be a pother.
Do you know?
Yes, I know
To be independent, yet inter-dependent,
Will make you splendent.
Do you know?
Yes, I know
What is it?
Can you guess with your wit?
A concept that is multi-faceted,
Makes your life chapleted.
Yes, International mindedness it is,
That's sure to make you an IB Whiz.
Categories:
kinesics, adventure, appreciation, art, beauty,
Form: Rhyme