The Day.

Its one of those days
When you end up thinking
What were you thinking.
You know the days.
Everyone knows the days.
The days when the heart says
Be free.
Be free so that we meet again.
We, you and me.
And you ponder on the various
Possible interpretations of that,
Having interpreted it already.
You are ready to do, god knows what.
But you are ready.
And you think about thinking less.
Then you think more about thinking less.
And so on, till the time you hit the globe.
The globe is powerful.
It wakes you up.
There’s no other choice.
Globe is big. Powerful.
And there you are.
All same.
Except that the hands have
Continued their chase game.
You gain momentum,
And pass some to the day.
You let go of it.
The day will be back soon.
As they say. It’s the day.