by:Aabirbhab
Folding a yellow paper,
my grandfather schooled me
how to build a paper plane,
he put a paperclip on the plane
& said, “it’ll fly farther dear.”
I grinned and abused many papers
while trying to make planes and
The lonely old chap was smirking as
I saw a gorgeous morning
on his wrinkled face.
I wrote, “Hello, I like you.”
on a reddish-pink paper
While holding my thirteen years of courage
& with my best friend’s moral strength,
I gave that paper to that popular girl
but her “sidekicks” beat me black and blue
but I beamed when a soft zephyr
from the window caressed my cheek
while passing through her golden brown hair.
Trigonometry, algebras and mensuration
the last page of my mathematics notebook
was resembling like a garbage centre
while I got occupied with the reckoning
of my life and inside the
totting-up of my flummoxed existence
where a newspaper on my table
was gaping for someone’s nudge.
And one day, I departed this journal
while bowing down my head
to the enigmatic candour of death
I gulped some darkness but couldn’t vomit
I chewed many sighs but couldn’t sigh
I gnawed some lies but couldn’t stop a death
and to prove the end of my extant,
The faceless paper granted me the final gift
My very own “Death Certificate.”
Life as we know it. What a journey that was. Amazingly written ❤️