Sunday, 17 December 2017

Life stages in Palm


          Life stages in palm

The palms are amazing stage of life

With powerful pentadactyls

 Lot of points, circles and segments

Precise geometry of life in hands

 That deciphers gracious task and facts.

It’s not indoctrination, but a construction.



The hands pass unique zeal of life through nerves

Arises marks of  lots of powers in the palms  

Which  are able to clutch any part of this world

Thumps up   for different stages of life

Winners have cried up with raised hands.



Little flexi hands, sucks the thump finger

Brings a cute childhood smile in lips.

Hold the fingers apt with pen and pencil

Read , write and grow with smile in school days

Thus make a youth with a powerful fist

Its not for a fight or fright

 It has size of a thumping heart

thumps up , open locks in  hand.

That make the world in touch of hand

Doing the skillful labor for the lives

Men and women punching on time

Holding the chisel carving the things

Holding the plough tilling the lands

Holding the tools, the technicians at task

All other jobs in turn, skills of the palm

With rolling thumps up for their life.

Land to sky stretched  hands  raise the flags

Clap with palms, for the working class in stage

Wiping the tears and sweat in their faces

Counting the wages in the hands with a smile



The old age with shivering hands

Holding the sticks and walking on paths

But the finger prints never get changed

 Fingers become stiff with multifold marks

The phalanges unable to move

The thumps unable to rotate

Now nothing to hold just memorize the past..



Read from the hands not as a palmist

Glimpse through different stages of life

Abut fingers go down from the thumps

At last bottom of thump pulses stop

 the fingers  headed to flat on the earth.



O” sad unknowing stages of life also there.

Some with stains of blood in hand lines,

That changes the hand lines inert

Give up the clutch of dollars greed

That alters the static design of the palm.

Thumps up thumps up for human kind

Precise geometry of life in hands.


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