Wondering but seeking


I wonder how the positivity seeps in.
Through nostrils, mouth or skin
I have kept all conscious of its touch
In the train of negatives, like notch
The positivity appears in the graph
Tickling a little and a bit of laugh
Transitions back to other side
Emotions amused by the ride
Dwelling in search of that string
I keep waiting for positive ring
A rush of blood I can trace in my veins
Like the first showers on skin in rains
Tenderness of its flow releases grudge
And massive it is like in ribs a fat nudge