Your Steering Left Me Punctured! Poem by Geetha Jayakumar

My dear friend
your driving is superb
Its stamped in designs in your wonderful car.

But every time you put brake
my heart just jumps out
and pumps in back.

I know not when my breath
will cut off from my heart
when your car flies on
on each speed breaker
that comes across.

Your speed is superb like flying in air
only the traffic can put a break to your speed.

How you cut off the lanes
without hitting anyone
but other eyes shoot the fire in air.
And their lips smell the burnt words of anger.

The way you flip the gears
I see stars in broad daylight.

Your driving is superb
leaving me punctured!
I sit and pray whole time inside your car.

When I reached the destination
I exhaust myself from all the punctured thoughts
from all boiling thoughts,
From fumes, frets and relax my muscles so tensed.
I just feel the need of coolant to cool my heart
I just need to check the petrol that exhausted my thoughts.
I just need to check if there is any hole or break in my heart.

Your driving is superb
you left me starry eyed staring at sky.
Made me religious.
You drove me though heaven.
Now I learnt the difference between hell and heaven!

Were you steering on wheels
or stirred my heart?

Well don't ask me who is the driver
I will have to run my life without gear.
LOL!

Note. At first I choose the tile as Your Driving Is Superb. Then I felt
its just like promoting the faulty driving.

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© GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014