The Feeler Poem by Sumit Ganguly

When I am a second blind-stick to cross busy road,
I get wings to fly.
I share my purse with road side stars,
soft breeze hugs and kisses me.
When a sparrow-chic fails to fly, I retrieve it to nest,
the parents shower a chirping- praise.
The grains of sand from shore of my life
bestowed me a tender skin.

The halogen lamps around me
glow with heat and brightness.
I'm a little earthen lamp
happy with a flickering glow.


19th Oct.2016