To Whom Will I... Poem by Shaan Pattanaik

To Whom Will I...



Walking in the street of Mumbai
I saw the floweriest shop which i often see
I pushed through the crowd n reached the shop
The noble cause the comely rose
The white rose with a pink lining that attracts me from a distance
The breath of happiness fumed when i touched it to buy
I don't blame the subconscious but i could have realized to whom will i...

One of the best possible romantic card in my hand
The vibes of realization again ready to make me sulk
What am i doing in a Archie's shop that too my friend waiting out guessing my move
If i could play my childhood game 'STATUE' and exit the shop unnoticed
I don't blame the subconscious but i could have realized to whom will i...


It's a full moon but tonight their's something new
A diffused reddish ring surrounded it, the smile defines its beauty of while
I found myself sleeping in the window sin when a cool breeze wake me up mid night
I dint know why but somehow i was expecting a mid night call a message or a missed call of hope
I don't blame the subconscious but i could have realized to whom will i...


Building bridges in my thoughts never make me bore
n i was doing the same sitting near a sea shore
The hollow sound of the broken tide
n The narrow curve of sun n sand haunts me
This place is not meant for me
I don't blame the subconscious but i could have realized with whom will i...


I was coming back as happiness lack
The silence of the journey back was broken by the eerieing sound of passing graveyard
The fog light of other vehicle falling in my eyes
The sudden pause of breath looking at the approaching tunnel in the street
My tears make it hard to see through it
I wiped off the saline water - - i saw an eye lash stick to my middle finger

Still i put it on my wrist to make a wish

I don't blame the subconscious but i could have realized to whom will i...

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