Missing Towel Poem by Dr Dillip K Swain

In a snoozing state in the early morning
I stretched my hand toward my wife
Checked if she is still fast asleep
Consciously I learned and realized
She has been to my in-laws' home
Just for two days with a dozen of sarees,
Two heavy velvet bed sheets
Cosmetics, mascare, a box of powder
Half a dozen of novels and storybooks
And some chocolates are hardly found in villages
Carrying forty kilograms of luggage in an airbag
I searched for my small soft towel
I always use it after my morning walk
To usually wipe my face and body
Searched wardrobe and every place
Nowhere located, nowhere found.

Desperately I rang up her and inquired
Is it there in your heavy bag by mistake?
She softly responded in her sweet voice
Not a mistake, I did it consciously.

Tell me why? Why did you do so?
She sang lovely and sparingly:
I stole your wealth in secret
To trouble you for a moment!

Copyright@ Dillip K Swain