I've been at the spa
Tear facials, puffy eyes and nasal
Sighs in the steam.

I've been at the spa
Naked and wasted
Slowly rehabilitating myself.

Been so long
Since I've had a fix
Forgot what it's like
To be in your eclipse.

Been too long
Since I've had a kiss
Scared what it's like
To be saturated in bliss.

I've been at the spa
Suffocating and pruning,
To stop myself from swooning.

I've been at the spa
Dehydrated, not elated.
(Am I supposed to be relaxing?)

Poems I write for hobby sake for chap books great they make .

Art of giving words a life is a legacy so old , the charm and style simply unfold .
Here I am the super power,
Igniting sparks of positive desire.

Completely lost in the world of words so dear.
My love for books becomes clear.

Rhyming with the rhythm of words , caressing the art of creating a verse .
Attributing  to being a poet with a purpose .

Contributing to the humanity in all making myself confidant and tall .
By fabricating beautiful stories ,
I'm
Pleased offering everlasting memories .

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar