LOVING IT

Enjoyed the pleasant cut off days

Now call it a refreshing phase

Few friends similarly expressed too

Anxiety within them too grew

Count yourself lucky you blessed guys

Blessed are you that he on you spies

Do not feel that your dear muse left

In sadness and tears left you bereft

For when he dancing comes back to you

He will serve you beautiful colours true

Do not worry just jot them down

At times I look at the gifts and frown

For what it means I cannot infer

But to the readers the meaning appears clearer

I sit and bask in praises showered

Enjoying the new found love I treasure

Hey muse you could have caught me before

Would have loved doing such pleasant chores

But I lived my life , which was not my nature

Though praised to sky for the attained stature

One thing I surely now realize

I love writing down whatever you advice

Feel so happy when people them read

Learn from their comments your wisdom seeds

Love this new way of being a preacher

A preacher ha! Love you my teacher

Had I understood your ways before

Would have hugged you tight and lovingly adored

In college days you kept pushing me to the board

Maybe a hint you were giving, welcome aboard

I was an adamant child, loved fighting you

Even my fights you loved, for you loved me true

I now laugh at myself, the pains and the tears

All I needed was to surrender at your feet my fears.

©sunita grover raina 2022

03/12/22

India.

photo self.