Endless hours of fatigued veins

stretched ceaselessly in every direction in vain

rigorous outflow of thoughts

What else do they culminate into?


Strenuously the arteries pump

the life in form of blood

to every end of the anatomic pain

the invisible ache still

lies unheeded and strained?


What can be the soothing balm

to the tendons and the arms

of the innumerable thoughts and feels

magnifying every moment

in achieving worldly dream?


Neither pennies nor fame can heal,

the silent crumbling bones apart

 Only genuine touch of love and warmth

innocent emotions

outpourings of the heart

compassionate nature

selfless care

Is all what can

heal the languished 

ached part!