An ink stained desk, a drawer that is stuck
A shelf with the Chartered Accountant’s neatly stacked files, and his granddaughter’s picture
A singer from the 70’s singing softly in the background while a mother hums in the kitchen
Someone dances to a favourite playlist in an oversized T-shirt that’s worn too many times.
Blinking neon lights in an otherwise dark street
A light that never goes off on the 14th storey of a building, in a city that doesn’t sleep
A board game that’s half finished and a young boy waiting for his father to come home
A teenager hiding in the last bench, drawing caricatures in the Math class
A room that’s very much aware of the ticking clock
A laptop that almost never shuts, a phone that never blinks
A man who falls asleep in front of the TV every night because he can’t otherwise
A dog, a cat, an ant, a human creating their own little world
Oscillating between existing and living
A world that has a million puzzle pieces
Almost irrational, but not quite
Slowly but surely coming together
Nothing, but still something.
So much is said in a few lines! Yes, nothing but still something… Beautiful poem , Leha !
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Thanks, Chinmayee 🙂
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Such a beautiful and thoughtful composition. So evocative.
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Thank you Tarang 🙂
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