one score and a more

one score and a more

uncovered our despise to changes and

evanescence of "i need a break'',

being a constant hymn before;

In these days, my vision reversed

to see,

being a part of the race was never cursed,

as often i believed;

Books, music, art are not life long ecstasy

not at all to replace the mundane work,

which was now, more of a fantasy;

That I am still beautiful with unshaven legs and bushy brows

and love was never about "meet me on Saturdays, else i'll leave like

nasty woes;

I found, his dimpled wide smile could no longer make my day,

for they soothed me more at nights after hectic play;

That Fridays, were not the joy we longed;

Mondays', the zesty clan we belonged;

My tanned skin i missed

for it was once, all

sun kissed;

I too missed the cliche lady on train,

wondered if she was fine

For she was also,

a mother of nine;

one score and a more,

i knew, this was once to end,

but in these, a life

i did insanely prehend.

The world is in a crisis right now , this phase has been a period of apprehension, reformation and most importantly self-realization. Some has lost, some has gained, neither of which we can fathom.

Just that, if you survive this crisis, know, you are living for a reason. Make it a noble one.