Middle class dreams- II
(To the women, to Alison)
“How do you feel, having a job after all these years?”
She may have answered that it feels like facing a sea;
standing in front of tangy freedom and disquiet unknown.
She picks up a fistful of sand instead, “Mixed emotion!”
She loves the moments racing from the buzzing extreme
to the nook between two shifts, she appreciates silence
which then plays fiddles with expertise amid wild fields.
She looks at those unkempt grasses and the games they play.
Right now, she wants to chew a stem of nature and she won’t.
The bicycle brings her to work; waits outside patiently
while she takes sips of the salt of the sea, floats and drowns.
“Do not worry. Every moments gather experiences.”
Smiling to herself, she opens her senses. Let them pour.
“How do you feel, having a job after all these years?”
She looks at her husband. “It is different.” She says.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


Comments: 64
Blessings and best wishes - S.
and heart, once again
he peeks in to 'other',
knows by feeling,
opens up
and...
beauty
This is one of your best, in my most humble opinion. :-)
Great job!
:-)
Thanks for posting in Journey Into Poetry !
Thanks for posting to Anythingwriting
I especially liked this line, 'Right now, she wants to chew a stem of nature and she won’t.'
Poddar you are a genius !!!!
Wanting something is not enough. You must hunger for it. Your motivation must be absolutely compelling in order to overcome the obstacles that will invariably come your way.
In the end, it is the person you become, not the things you have achieved, that is the most important.