An unlooked for happeningI
overwhelms me in a frenzy.
I am troubled. I change into a stone,
dumb and vacuous.
I wish to cry. I did not.
I stay composed.
Days pass. I perceive no variation.
I am dispirited, but, breathe optimism.
Months after, I detect a slight difference.
It is inspiring. I sustain.
I gain prominence.
It is competent. A triumph.
Meenas Poems 