! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Galaxies Lost, Galaxy Found Poem by Rehan Hyder

assailed by boomerang of gilded hints
spin-off smiles, unpicked chits
I see with the unmistakable clarity of a blind
receptacle of the scum that miffs
the olfactory comforts of universe
I see you, letting a galaxy
smash to ground
I see customary struggle
of your lips and teeth
a heavy overcast a premonition
of downpour and…….
then suddenly my smile broadcasted
like wheat seeds on a tilled field
another galaxy rolls off
the treacherous route
along your nose
caught this time …..
and adorned onto my toddlers hair