Friday, November 30, 2018

man on a chair

you lean forward
arms crossed
eyes squinting
brow furrowed
puzzled troubled

you blame this one and that one
for changing and moving
you have been sitting on the chair for years now
going further and further away from
those that stay right beside you
you do not see or hear the hope
in them in spite of the persistent
taste of your misanthropy
informing everything they do.
there they are right around you
eyes busy elsewhere doing life
so as not to impose their presence on your conscience

man on a chair
your utopia is not the same as theirs
you are their sun temporarily shrouded by clouds
they are the dark abyss yawning dangerously close
to your back


© 2018 Padmavani Karkera

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