Transit Back Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

As social company has increase
With Ajay, then Vijay and Malini,
And later neighbour Mr Oberoi,
Another of the same tribe,
I find that the desire to write
Has gone shrunk.

Walking into a warm place,
Home of a friend
Has also dried up the chance
To keep observing myself and others.

The things both inside and outside
Were giving me material
To work up, and filter out ideas,
Happenings, lines and words.

Already the northern hills
Of Eastern Himalayas,
Of Arunachal Pradesh, Tawang
Dirang and Bomdila are distant.

Barely one or two days have passed,
I stayed in Tezpur which
Masked the transition and now
In Shillong, back in usual set-up.