Comfort

You are lying supine 
with your heart thumping loud and hard,
thigh muscles burning, out of intense work,
and your tensed core gets a breather.

Your eyes are closed,
arms resting on the floor,
and knuckles on your brow.

Your feet, which usually rest,
under the weight of your body,
is now resting on the gym floor,
bearing the weight
of just the portion beneath the bent knee.

While you are so,
you think about penning these thoughts
with the title 'comfort'.

That was mental comfort,
after the innumerous dry days of 'un' writing.


Dated - Jul 28, 2018