Saturdays usually herald relaxation and fun.
Today it is a drab,a severe boredom persists.
The weather is dry ,so is the mind ,totally empty.
There is a sort of numbness, a battered withdrawal,a sudden shift in the tempo,and a receeding movement.
The lethargy languishes all through the day.
Vacuum permeates the entire epicenter.
A grade of ruggedness reinvests .
A strain of inertia sets in.
A mixed state of clarity and confusion, authenticity and irrelevance,sanity and derangement,amicability and estrangement,love and hatred,brightness and oblivion,suffocate the mind and stifle the thought.
A dullness unasked ,unseen, hovers over disgust and desolation.
Meenas Poems 