5 Senses

A poem by Aritrika Malakar

 

 

 

 

 

 

I see.

I see a bee.

I see a bee in a tree.

 

I hear.

 

I hear a bear.

I hear a bear in a chair.

 

I smell.

I smell the well.

I smell the sweet bell in the well.

 

I feel.

I feel something real.

I feel something real reveal.

 

I taste.

I taste something I shouldn’t waste.

The ice cream’s on so let’s make haste.