Tremors lurk under a thought out route
By tightrope
Friends with balance
Luck tips in my favour
Beyond the expected destination
Dripping sweat trail
Covers my tracks

Eyes leak a salty sea
My only ocean view
Anxiously humming
To the internal drumming
Qualms swing to and fro
An erratic pendulum of
Agreeables and don’ts
Ongoing till the clinking glasses
And toasts

Poem by Mirfy Manal