The day’s activities be it great or ordinary
takes one in a series of affectation extraordinary
that of unexpected calls in time not proper
that of interruptions at moments improper
gives a startling feel in a duration short
envisaging a criteria in a sort
have to go through them in a dumb spell
as if nothing amiss has happened in a tell
lest the day gets rolled in a disfavour
as the errands halt without a vigour.
then comes a fall back and stoppage
the day gets paralysed with an entourage
the day-to-day schedule getting deferred
with a salvation not found in the buffer.
Meenas Poems 