Checks
- a Poem
- by Mi
I like the checks.
The black ones are deep.
And dark!
An exaggeration of the dull.
Intense enough to make you numb.
And the white ones are bright!
Too bright, to be true.
And cold, like snow!
Their glimmer conceal your vision.
While, the checks seem honest!
Like the morning face,
unpolished but milky
uncleansed but pure
blurred but illuminating!
Hustled like life!
So, I always pick the amalgams
because, I like the checks.
Mi
from Prayagraj, in Uttar Pradesh, India, is a typical biotech post-graduate who loves to write! She is one of those breeds, who wants to change the world with the power of her pen, but definitely needs to get a Government job first- because a little bit of stability harms none!
