saree-rag lady
child on her hip
through the car window
stone-faced man looks away
glistening tar
open drains
a lone wet chappal
in the gutter
a woman curses
as a bike
cuts through the puddle
muck-white salwar
under the bus stop
strangers huddle together
in overlapping
shadow-patterns
look here,
mud-covered tyre
and there,
newspaper print leaks
street rain,
revealing, concealing
filling up, washing away
the secrets of the city.
child on her hip
through the car window
stone-faced man looks away
glistening tar
open drains
a lone wet chappal
in the gutter
a woman curses
as a bike
cuts through the puddle
muck-white salwar
under the bus stop
strangers huddle together
in overlapping
shadow-patterns
look here,
mud-covered tyre
and there,
newspaper print leaks
street rain,
revealing, concealing
filling up, washing away
the secrets of the city.
5 comments:
Its fascinating to me how you can see the same things 'most everyone else does but how you also see more in them than everyone else can. :)
Well I completely agree with Tangled , adding that its only you , who can put your different ways of seeing perfectly into words , and that too in short ! :) Lovely ! :)
This is soo amazing ... Such talent at such young age !! Keep it up ...
Good poem..continue writing more such poems..
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wow. love how it concludes.
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