We're alrightA Poem by Abdul Aziz
The ache and din of cars and sundries
Or their apparitions, I cannot really say, As they waft through the melting streets Of Chennai on a rather brusque summer day, Is drowned by this stately sigh of trees And the considerate breeze that coos And caresses the way the sunlight streams Through the canopy of leaves that refuse To touch each other 'neath the warm sun, Sweating through their pores, no doubt, In the humid heat that this city is proud of, In a perpetual state of perspiration, or thereabout. The little pleasures of life seem to disappear Into your smile as we stand beneath the trees And talk about our future, and the uncertainties That life bestows - this general sense of unease And tiredness that narrates its vicissitudes, As days melt upon days in our city And time slips through our fingers While we meditate on its complexity. Love finds a way they say, or is it life? Either way, I believe it everyday, truly, When I look into your eyes and they sing to me A song of warmth, though unruly, That slowly seeps and percolates In me, aided by this bundle of love That loves us more than I can bear, And leaves me happy, that above all, I can firmly say that we are alright! © 2017 Abdul AzizFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on August 23, 2017 Last Updated on August 23, 2017 AuthorAbdul AzizChennai, Tamil Nadu, IndiaAboutHello there. I'm a medical doctor by profession, in search of a better career. Right now, my only pastime seems to be navigating around the vicissitudes of life. I'm passionate about computers and p.. more..Writing
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