Behind blurry, foggy windows
My 'wake up' words sit and wait.....
'Poetry..... Poetry'
(A reached for, flattened cuboid shape)
' Poetry....... For you it is early!
Here my lunch, I already ate!
Are you awake? '
(The words focus slowly)
' Kavita........Kavita?
Awake! , shower! tea!
Walk with me! '
Hearty steps steer
Legs walking me to work
As into your words I peer
In and out, the signal waits
For me to walk and catch its waves
With your friendly words in their wake!
'How your tea you take? '
Playful banter we make
But it's always over too quick
My peripheral on its obstacle avoiding task
My friend on electromagnetic magic received
My focus on your simple ask
(Blessed with a friend whom in me, believes)
Walking home, I know
the Indian Sun will soon be setting
A few sleepy words from you I may be getting
Windows with you, covered in sleepy fog, reflecting
Goodnight Sunshine!
Are you waking up the poetry in you or is it your friend Kavitha? Both ways its a beautiful treat. A wonderful write.
Is that friend of yours from Kerala, India? 'Kavitha' in our language means Poetry! A great dedication!
an amazing write, love how this is structured, great job on this Much Love
an incredible dedication that person is lucky to have a lovely friend like you mam...a great job done in this poem keeps the reader stuck to it till the end.............. thank you for sharing love payal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh d muse dat poetry awakens! I enjoyd even d quirky take on cuboid shapes.