Sometimes I curve into parentheses
(Just so the words won’t escape out of place)
Sometimes I bent my back
And twist myself to become the question mark ?
That is placed after every interrogation you put before me
Sometimes I bent in line with the lines
And become a comma,
In a complete dilemma of what comes next
And at times I curl myself under a period ;
To become a semi colon
So I escape from termination.
And the reality,
Both together !
I now jump into some other fact in connection with the aforesaid
But it seems like the talk has taken a new turn
Sometimes I’m apostrophised
And claimed your’s
Sometimes I curve around my words
To maintain the emphasis I wanted to project
‘To make realise I mean what I said’
And when I’m too much tired
I fall with all my curves in place
And they call me a ‘wave’