Photo credit: Ben White
Faith
By Reetica Pattanayak
No hand,
No problem.
I see that girl walking by
Holding a teddy
In both her arms
No sight,
No problem.
I hear my friend,
Admiring the nature in front of him
Which he can see
No money,
No problem.
I see the father of the little boy
Buy his son new shows
As I look down; my naked feet in cold
But when nothing is left,
Faith is what I get
When the world leaves me feeling
a little more than bereft.
Photo credit: Ajmal Cholakkal
A State of Melancholia
By Reetica Pattanayak
It hits you
2:05 PM blue…
All of a sudden
and you don’t know what to do
The sun is gleaming
your thoughts; cascading
but what can you do?
To stop your mind and heart
from having this unplanned rendezvous