Wednesday, 29 January 2014

Upside down

She sees things upside down
Not on their legs, but hanging down
It is not her fault, just give it a thought
A  world on its head, down and out

Land and waters above her head
The sky is laid beneath her feet
Bountiful holds and keeps her in sight
She glides in style with steps so light

North is south and west is east
Nothing makes sense, not the least 
But the sun shall rise wherever it will
God has made her this way as a hint

She walks backwards, the way you leave
Where you finish,  there she begins
As you rest, she sprints in speed
Eyes half open, like a bird  she sleeps

She is made different, but special she is
The world in doldrums, wherever she sees
On edge she lives,a human she is
What will happen to the world she thinks

She is assured from time to time
Time is not yet ripe, to be on her side
But the world would no longer be the same
If it shall see through her eyes! 


4 comments:

  1. Beautiful Vinod. the poem has a snappy beat to it. tried my hand at editing again. Please do incorporate any part you agree with ( it does not take me time to edit because I copy it in word and edit as I read, perhaps the best way to for a poem

    Upside down
    She sees things upside down
    Not on their legs, but hanging down
    It is not her fault, just give it a thought
    A world on its head, down and out

    Land and waters above her head
    The sky is laid beneath her feet
    It holds her and keeps her in sight
    She glides in style with steps so light

    North is south and west is east
    Nothing makes sense, not the least
    the sun shall rise wherever it will
    God has made her this way as a hint

    She walks backwards, the way you leave
    Where you finish, there she begins
    As you rest, she sprints in speed
    Eyes half open, like a bird she sleeps

    She is made different, but special she is
    The world in doldrums, wherever she sees
    On edge she lives, a human she is
    What will happen to the world she thinks

    She is assured from time to time
    time is not yet ripe, to be on her side
    But the world would no longer be the same
    If it saw through her eyes!

    Still looking forward to pictures with poems

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  2. Nice and ryhthmic. Is this based on a real life girl who does everything topsy turvy because that is how her brain sends signals ?

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  3. Dear Ashok ji, Thanks a lot indeed. I have made the necessary changes as well as one minor correction.There is so much I am learning from you.Pictures with poems, I have requested my grandson to help, as I am not so adept with the applications. But he has time for everything except me. I would learn all by myself and would be able to post some pictures as advised by you. Thanking you once again.
    With grateful Regards
    Vinod

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  4. Dear Ram, Thank you very much indeed. You guessed it right. I was really moved by her condition,and this poem is by way of a small tribute to her.
    With kind Regards
    Vinod

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