U.N.P.R.E.D.I.C.T.A.B.I.L.I.T.Y Poem by Poornima Kanasen

A rush of thoughts, unorganized,
A stream of undesired questions,
Seeking for a decision with an undefined arrays of wisecracks,
Its occurrences, explicable it is.

Similar to unsettled waves,
An undetermined trait of beings,
Possibility, against it…
As spontaneous as it semblances,

To foresee or to foretell, locks life stationery,
A mind, full of volatile emotions,
Interchangeable, gets entwined with undecided notion,
Cancels out obviousness,

Arresting the direction of life, twisting the paths,
Diverting to another point, another thoroughfare,
On the verge becomes since when,
Leaves you in total qualms,

Unpredictability overwhelms familiarity,
Accustomed ways become frozen,
Speeding time allocates space for it to react,
One’s unpredictability leaves another in double entendre.

Is it more of good or maybe not? It is for you to decide.
As for me, it is an embedded part,
It is within me,
Voices of flesh and blood echo for it.


K.Poornima