Nine hours of sleep and the eyes are still blurry
Inaction of yesterday leaves body stiff and heart sourly
Birds on telephone pole looked quite content with fate
With every tree falls they become nomad, unbeknownst sage
The mind has started churning through a field brain cannot define
Heart to heart lovers-math still stuck in magnum of time
A thunder from mouth seals lips of naïve
Consider it undone as courage leaves the spine
Gravity has sunk in and yet the soul flies
Shower of stars are nickel-worthy under city sky
Somewhere nature crawls into system of spade
Aiming to bluff with poker face
A quake like emotions shakes up the nerves
Offering to take away peace a stickle bum
Nether mind leads defunct thoughts up for march
Let it fall on left shoulder ,bear-brunt by the heart
We forgive the mind and spin-up a new start
Yet heart remembers turning nature into new pin-up doll
Called S.O.S. and falling back to dream
It’s a men’s men world while sentient is asleep
An Indian Princess 