Hide and Seek - Part 7 - Rhyming & Non Rhyming Poems by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

23. HANDKERCHIEF

I wound it tightly into oblong ball of soft cushion,

Tossed it high in pools of humid air to play with it.

I tied it on forked branch of the conical tree,

Prayed for unsurpassable wishes to come true.

I pressed it firmly to stop the oozing of blood,

Reinforced it with several of its kind after witnessing its power.

I curled it completely engulfing my slender wrist,

Got ready to face my opponent in the boxing ring.

I painted it dark with streaks of striped violet,

Hung it on the wall adding shades of versatility to the dull ambience of the room.

I used to wipe gallons of sweat dripping down my neck,

Drenched it with ice water generating waves of frozen excitement.

I threw it in a pond of water; coating it with lots of glue,

Withdrew if after few minutes with a cluster of small fish sticking firmly.

I draped it round my neck in biting winds of winter,

Marched pompously through the streets in cozy comforts of my inexpensive scarf.

I soaked it in a concoction of cologne and strong scent,

Revitalized dead nerve cells by its magical caress.

I blew my nose with rapid spurts of energy,

Didn’t care a damn as long as I had the company of my large red handkerchief.