Yet another random thoughts flying in the cloudy skies of my mind, this poem determines the mood when one has to decide something. Decision making is certainly a difficult job & this one i wrote before taking an important decision in my life, 7 years ago, to sit one “boring” extended lecture or not. And hey, this poem is a thriller, which does not thrill you at all in the end.
Sitting here on my chair,
Inscribing these words hard on my table,
my workhouse…
Confused…
Wondering how to move ahead.
Quite amused,
Even when I’ve so much to do, I’m calm
Instead…
Indeed this might be the reason
Of my indecisive mood,
Among the hundreds I can’t divide
What is bad and what is good.
“when you have two things which you want to do
Simultaneously,
Or don’t want to do anyone
Instead,
It is better to do anything else
& then figure out
What makes you feel to do first out of the two…”
Such came a voice from within,
& confusion is still growing in…
Every minute I’m looking at the clock
Going tick… tick… tick… tick…
Undaunted by the individual’s fate,
Happy; moving or sick…
It does not stop for anyone,
anything…
Nor does it run for everyone,
everything…
I wish I had the same steady pace;
I wish I could win that race;
I wish I land up in the right place;
I wish I compete with simplest grace…
But…
Of one thing for sure
That we have to endure…
Is that of decision making!
It may be a responsibility,
Or a duty;
No wonder this clock doesn’t have to do this
‘coz it has just one aim & it is
To keep up the pace of time…
& we humans have lots to do…
So are we better?!?
Mail me a letter!
Ahhh…
Clocks and humans…
Certainly a wasteful comparison.
It’s quite stupid of me.
So just let it be…
