This is the chance to read that story-book
and pick up pencil lying in that nook.
Do Yoga, Cardio; regain the shape,
and stay at home but willingly escape
from mammoth internet and fake news.
Keep calm, keep going even with the Blues
and I’ll survive like moistened mountain grass.
This too shall pass, my heart, this too shall pass.
The cold water calms
my fatigued feet.
Strangled by socks,
suffocated in Red Tape.
Home is all about
flip-flops & boxers.
I listen to meditative music
& apply Vaseline in cracked
crevices of my feet.
I draw the curtains,
into a foetal position
Jay Gandhi is a thirty-four year old poet residing in Mumbai, India. He’s an Accountant by profession, a Guitarist and a Yoga Practitioner. In lockdown he derived inspiration from mundane things. Poetry has become his tool to find beauty in the daily routine. His poetry has been featured in anthologies such as Persian Sugar in English Tea, Poets on the Run, Saffron Flavoured Rock Candy and Once upon a meal. His poems have been published by the online magazine Muddy River Poetry Review and in lockdown he completed the challenge of writing 30 poems in 30 days of April 2020.
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