Safe And Secure Poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla

After hours
Of heated discussions
Sat comfortably
In the alley
Sipping coffee
I could peep
At the narrow sky
Squeezed between
Buildings high
A seagull flew
On its errand
Breeze from Atlantic
Ocean felt cool.

A loose sheet of paper
I laid on the table
Flew as wind blew
I tried to catch it
It moved faster
Across the street
Over the flowing traffic
It was not worth
The risk to pursue
I don't remember
What I wrote
On the paper
It's as if some words
Floated into space
And just disappeared.

Paper I have
In my hand
I'll keep it secure
Neatly folded
And tucked
In my pocket.