Poetry Corner* Dr. Archan Mehta

 Muse

I do not

Know when you

Will visit me.

Why do you torment

My soul?

You are as unpredictable

As the weather and I

Can’t even catch you.

Where will you go?

When will you return?

My heart is burned

In several places

But you leave no traces

Of your comings and goings

And I can’t write anymore

Thanks to your nature.

You have your moody

Spells, nineteen to the dozen,

And I have lost count of

The times I have begged

An invitation,

But you do not care

Even if I dare and wear

My heart on my sleeve.

Please don’t say you will

Meet me at five

And disappear in a style

Which reveals your character.

I have deadlines to meet

So rise from your dreadful sleep

And give me a break

So I can walk to

The yonder lake

And write a poem:

And, just for a change,

Don’t play games:

Even with my artistic flair

I am compelled to ask:

Will you be there?

Or are you lost to art?

Have you found a 

New master to tease?

Muse,

Don’t forsake me, please.

BIO:

Dr. Archan Mehta has earned a PhD. in Management. Currently, he is a Consultant and Writer based in India. In his free time, Dr. Mehta likes to stroll in the outdoors and party with close friends. He is also fond of meditation. Please feel free to reach out to the poet at archanm@hotmail.com at your convenience.

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