Poems by
Vipina Unni

Tender Trap

a poem by Vipina Unni

Last evening I was on a flight back
I looked down on to the clouds
Not as a photo opportunity
But just to admire them

I found them just like me
Rather like my feelings
So dreamy so gentle
So white so pure

Nothing in their control
They just drift around
Wandering around
But nothing changes the way they are
So dreamy so gentle
So white so pure

When the clouds are heavy
They just lighten themselves
By letting off a little water
Just like me

I kept staring at them
Hoping I had wings
Just for a day, want to fly
Fly along with the very same clouds
So dreamy so gentle
So white so pure

I wonder who holds more power
The air or the cloud
Air for it forces the cloud to change its shape
Or the cloud itself for it never loses its charm come rain, storm or thunder

I know it’s the cloud
So dreamy, so gentle, yet so powerful
So white so pure yet so delicious

Next time on a flight
Do look at them
Admire their beauty and the grace with which it wanders

They wander by choice
Let the air be fooled
But we wander by choice
Like Frank Sinatra famous song
“they are all part of the tender trap”