Poem -

Muse

Muse

My head resting restless, half asleep in the lap of prescriptions,
In the haze I grab my pen, notepad and strangely my phone too,

A poem which feels just like you; may I call and read it to you?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     ----------------------------
A long time back when she was still in my life, 
she'd often make me read my old poems over
the phone. Love is perhaps the most potent of
healers. I did not need even a quarter of meds
for my asthma those days, as I do now. Some
roots I suppose, just cannot be dug up and out
of their earth.       

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