On Airports
Airports are for waiting,
Pacing, peeking and
Falling off high heels while
Leading a suite of cases astray
Languages commingle with fluid ease
Orality being a human compulsion
Comes to the fore, when native words
Spew out of furred tongues, jarred nerves, raw emotions.
Welcome to the travel theatre
Where transition is key and chemistry
Goodbyes here could be ephemeral
Or eternal.
“…Leading a suite of cases astray” This line appears deep but i know it’s not an intention to make the poem philosophical. This poem is strictly about Airport even though it mildly had a take on demise.
“…Leading a suite of cases astray” This line appears deep but i know it’s not an intention to make the poem philosophical. This poem is strictly about Airport even though it mildly has a take on demise.