Category Archives: Poem

Cobbler on the Street

Cobbler on the street Fixing the shoeI wore on my feetHe saysIt’s the soul that’s separatedFrom the worn out hideI asked If it can be mendedCan it be stitched backTo the way, it was beforeHe checked itInside outFeeling the textureGauging the damageIt’s been trampledUsed and abusedWorn in the mannerSo very irresponsibly Yet he said, heContinue reading “Cobbler on the Street”

Take a Backseat

Sometimes One must take a backseatBit messyNot particularly neatWatching the traveled path Roll out through the rear windowReflecting on the pastAnd not worrying of the futureWatching the sun Peek through the passing treesShading the half open eyesSleepy but not tiredHands free, Off the steering, but insteadfolded on the resting neckSupporting the relaxed headLegs on theContinue reading “Take a Backseat”

Relaaaaaax till it lasts

How do you relax? Legs on the deskHands meshed in my hair Stretching back as muchTill that creaking sound of my chair Breathing slow, easy and steadySliding into deep sleep, without a careSnoring loudly, in no discernible rhythmOblivious and without a careIn those dreams, I am the bossAnd no employees to worry me thereMy dreamContinue reading “Relaaaaaax till it lasts”