She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.
I stare at people when they go around
Trying to find a poem in their stride
A reason in their walks
Season on their face
What races those feet pace
As they move I am moved
Their movement excites
What makes them move?
My eyes turn blind
I see nothing at all though I stare
Lives so different from mine
Still I stare from far
This dance of life
Can I decipher it from afar?
Always a new dance with each person you meet
ReplyDeleteit might not be possible to decipher 'em all..
ReplyDeletebut the beauty of observing those dances in itself makes it worthwhile :)
Not easy to decipher the dance of life!
ReplyDeleteit iwll become BLAND life if we can decipher it ... the charm is we cant decipher :)
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ReplyDeleteHow can one decipher one's motivations from the scanty details of observation?One cannot as it is designed that way.A nice poem
ReplyDeleteis people watching a habbit of yours? like a detective trying to decipher what they are thinking...or how they are like? an interesting habbit that...
ReplyDeleteLovely poem as always
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