The Observer

Grabbing window fences sitting still on its edge
Trying to find something new today
Witnessing every single thing happening on the busy street
He is an observer on his routine.

He sees a child, holding mother’s hands
Dragging her towards the balloonman
His eyes sparkle with joy
Seeing the little boy –
happily playing with tangled balloons,
His head moves towards the other side
Following the crashing sound
There is an old man fallen on the ground
Tears squirm in his eyes as the old man cries
and his things scattered all around,
He feels his face burning
As the tears roll down on his rotten cheeks
and he sweeps them away
Hoping, he’ll get out of it soon,
A young couple passes by
holding hands in hands
He dives inside his memories
Soon he goes blank
While smiling, seeing something inside
He feels a twinge on his stretching lips
He shakes his head only to realize
that the streak of blood is coming out from its rips.

Since so long he has been underground
Observing everyone going around
He feels every emotion
Hopes, he’ll too soon have a reason
to go out from his cocoon,
Someone will also be an observer
Will witness him and his every motion
Something real will happen to him
He’ll really live those emotions
One day he’ll be on the other side of the fences
One day he’ll be out of his cocoon.

He is an observer on his routine
Observing everything from behind the fences
doesn’t have a reason
to go out from his cocoon.

Broken window birdies wait by xflorian @ deviantart.net
Broken window birdies wait by xflorian @ deviantart.net
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  1. ITs just wonderfully written! very beautiful Neeraj! the emotions of an observer..could imagine the sadness

  2. this was so well done…right into the heart of me…so true…great heart write here Neeraj. Hope you are well.xo

  3. Love your new look too by the way:)

  4. Beautifully written! No words can elaborate of how much I liked the way you interpreted the emotions of an observer!
    -Naima.

  5. poetry in motion…reality in emotions !

  6. I’ve been so busy with the moving and stuff. So, I just found some time to check out the other blogs. As always, I loved this poem. And what I loved best is the theme – writing through the eyes of an observer rather than someone who is experiencing the emotions. 🙂 Great work!

  7. And someone should observe the observer and see his facial expressions as he is watching other people living their lives.

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