In the corners of mind,
when I ponder, wondering
what is it that I am missing...
Corner bench, aloneness,
and some painful seconds,
when others, all else are smiles,
I, in my corner,
hunched up with songs and
a vacant tearful mind..
There is a pigeon,
sitting there perched up,
a tail wing up, and a rich fluorescent hue...
The turning head,
looking this direction and then that...
Everyone, now, is walking away,
gotten up, with smiles and happy thoughts...
And my sole companion has taken flight,
flown away, as so rightly described or
talked of,unique in a way called freedom and bliss,
and the flight, away, into the limitless skies..
I sit there still,
in the corner bench, alone,
and painful seconds pass with a sigh,
still, nothing really happens...
© Karthik Adithya Singaraju