My Joys

A day away from work comes only once A day away from hurdles which makes me pounce Such a day, blissful, is spent by being ecstatic Such a day makes me amnesic! A day given to my art, known as writing Once or twice a month, it is what keeps me breathing A day spent with my dreams in weaving, Best comes the time of penning! A day also dedicated to the Muses They know best how to tend bruises Pain gives way to relief As feels the bandit in his mischief! A whole day filled with writing verses Such a day makes me the sole chief Accompanying me are all the universes Such goes my joy in brief! Name : Anoucheka Gangabissoon Placed 7th in Letting your Hair Down contest Sponsored by Yasmin Khan