Rhythm breathes into heartbeats
Dissolving into the whirring fan
Rotating to drown the noises
Of children, giggling innocence
The blank wall stares down
Waiting for waves born out of my gaze
Create a collage of amoebic colours
Shooting stars of wishes, at random
Proliferating the mythical probability of fulfillment
Eyes begin to dart through the stars
Wishing to prioritize wishes
If and only if -
Doses of practical stimulus
Could check wishes galloping to the call of the wind
Taking direction from the breeze of desires
Escaping into clocked hands
Back to my table under the whirring fan
A fragrant whiff awaits me to pluck a pen from the stand
Gather the little nuances born of
De-tangling the wires
Inter-meshed around the laptop and within
Into compositions of
Lasting Impressions For Ever!
For
Beautiful, amazing and sometimes like puzzle: Life!!:)
ReplyDeleteSo much to like here, but this especially--
ReplyDeletewishes galloping to the call of the wind
Taking direction from the breeze of desires
Escaping into clocked hands
that last line is stellar! you've addressed the prompt completely, creating a detail-filled piece.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, Akila.. distractions, sensations, interactions-- these feelings are extreme!
ReplyDeleteWell done :)
ReplyDeletean engaging piece.....very nice
Excellently written, Akila!
ReplyDeleteLIFE!! from under the whirring fan your narrator can see if not hear--strong details.
ReplyDeleteLoved it!
ReplyDeleteLovely life..... way to go
ReplyDeleteI love the way so many have written about writing and each so marvelous as this piece is
ReplyDeleteenjoy gathering the little nuances
Is there any way to prioritize wishes? Lovely
ReplyDelete"Shooting stars of wishes, at random
ReplyDeleteProliferating the mythical probability of fulfillment"
Love your word choices and the idea behind this poem.