Invisible Poem by Lakshmi S Bose

Open my eyes; spray of colored light is coming
Open my window, splash of good odor wind is coming
Open my door, blessing smile from mom is coming
As the day usual
I went on nearby beautiful garden last day
Full of small kids, most of them are playing
Interesting to watch simply, because all have naughty faces…
Except one man, may be forty six
I went through all, just a minute, suddenly heard
Crying face of three years old, sounds like big blast…
Mother and even relatives tried a lot to stop his crying
No simply waste
Sounds made me hit, searching some distant place to sit
Suddenly sounds stops…
I don't know why? their mother or relatives are not a reason
The man is looking on this kid… they are smiling together
Enjoying together without any words…
Yes, a silent conversation happening between two
I realized most the beautiful things in this world are invisible…

Thanking you
13-11-14