Back into the stream
one of challenges
being almost forgotten
I am in the crossroads.
A plunge is the need
one of immediate
and urgent.
I deliberate.
Could I? Could I?
I think hard. The age
and the break extends
a relaxation.
“Had been earlier
I would have performed.
it is too late.”
I mumble.
Thoughts keep me busy.
I rise with the mind,
resolve to get back.
I am into the competition.
The dedications has helped me.
on many occasions. Enter the
arena with a pledge.
Certain to win.
Meenas Poems 