The Dragonfly

Sometimes the mind forgets colours 

But comprehends the surrounding shapes

A long body with disturbing wings does fly 

Over black and grey

It senses ,tracks and sometimes smells

Oversees

The sreet ,the market,the school;

In a narrow line it flies over the hospitals..

Through limbic third eye-grown over nose

It sees... wrinkled on its temple,

Noosed...

It surrounds the city and inflicts 

Undetermined pain

The world can never see

But sense, may be with some invisible limbic eye

The world often feels the pain

And can't help writing lines