A Welcome Respite Poem by Valsa George
A Welcome Respite
Turning sideways, once more I lay crouched in bed
Not compelled to wake up and run round the clock
The family, gone on a four day trip
Left all to myself, may I devour this calm with none to block
Listening to the hiss of falling rain, here I lie
The breeze that steals in through the window ajar
Tousles my hair and briskly passes
And I hear a Bulbul warbling afar
Snuggling beneath my woolly blanket
With deadlines none, I feel so light
Lazily watching the sun beams filtering down
I lie quiet, my mind, like a bird in flight
This brief respite is truly a delight
At a time when life is going out of gear
With so much of work and very many errands
Task on task and each day’s toil and care
Now the house is empty with my own space
To pursue things of my preferential choice
To feast on the flowers in dawn’s early light
And to lose myself in the company of the Muse
To indolently watch the time slipping by
To indulge in all fanciful things that gladden
To skip a meal and close down the kitchen
To hum and sing in gay abandon
Loneliness, at times I warmly embrace
When exhausted with life’s ceaseless mess
Of late I have begun to realize
It sure has its shimmering gloss.
But I must put on a deceptive guise
And say, I so badly missed my folks
While they were away on a distant trip
Though I know, it is far from facts!
* * *
After a cool night’s blissful rest
I woke up feeling full of zest
To take up routine chores without haste
And venture on a day’s audacious quest!
So natural, so true, so honest! ! ! the daily story of the modern phenomenal woman! ! !
And I hear a Bulbul....here lies the essence. A magnificent poem. Top score dear madam. Stay happy and blessed where you are now.
After a cool night’s blissful rest I woke up feeling full of zest To take up routine chores without haste And venture on a day’s audacious quest! .....haunting expression. A beautiful poem so nicely executed.10
After a cool night’s blissful rest I woke up feeling full of zest To take up routine chores without haste And venture on a day’s audacious quest! Well that is call of life we can't ignore.................10
After a cool night’s blissful rest I woke up feeling full of zest To take up routine chores without haste And venture on a day’s audacious quest! Well that is call of life we can't ignore.................10
Interruption into routine chores is necessary, it helps fuel the inspired, brings respite to the weary mind.............. Valsa.........very very well composed.....great write as always
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4/24/2024 7:35:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice well written. Like to see more.