malini kadir - Tattered

Like a tattered piece of paper
edges rugged and all torn.......
having known better days
Poetic, she flew rudderless
With the winds
To for a minute
be plastered
To his wooden frame
Asking with inky eyes
Appealing yet pathetic
Till the winds changed
letting her drop to ground
To find a green patch
and dew drops fresh
erasing the poetry words
To leave her tattered and plain
White with exertion
Wiser than before
yet undeniably forlorn
A mere bit of paper
fallen to the ground
Till a little boy
From the house opposite
So cherubic and brown
A replica of a childhood illusion
A much loved heart;
Dashed to pick it up.....
Would he crush her?
Crumple and throw away?
Or would the poetry
half washed away
find color?
With loving crayons.......
red and blue
Caught up tight
In his other hand
Magic and music
filled my heart.........
Love's nostalgic fragrance
Lingered in thoughts vicinity
As a very becoming image
trotted into visionary eyes..........
Adding sparkle
To his eyes

malini kadir

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