A day or two without writing
could be not a relish for me
as I am obsessed with penning
that comes to my mind without fee.
Bogged by the travel and its aftermath
the mind still alert with a curiosity
the body yearns for a rest in the path
have to bow once in a way to its impetuosity.
The tired physic lay down or a day
the bragging mind became impatient
out it has gushed with a flow in a way
lets not my body to relax in a deviant.
The mind always wins over my aching body
never it has been vindicated in a sense
the grumbles and the murmurs of the body
could not diffuse the thoughts that crowd in a dense.
Meenas Poems 