A Phase Of Fear Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

There was a phase of fear
That was kind of fine to bear,
With wispy negativity to flow
The phase shifted further low,
The dread started to drift away
As reality dropped in the way,
A caring heart came from home
To greet me and take me home,
There was a peculiar irony
Which didn't serve to be funny,
Then the gone came back
With an unexpected new pack,
In between all random chaos
There was time for leisure talk,
Then sooner came the time to pack
To get ready to travel on a track,
The arrival at the destination
Brought about a new situation
And assigned some time for celebration,
Fun was all around roaming with the crowd,
We went to grab it and listened to every word,
Everything came to a halt,
With the end of this month,
The routine is going to start
With the following new month.