Busyness did this to me again!

Its been hectic

I am being frantic

No one to blame

It all feels lame

Clock is ticking twelve

Nine to twelve got working shelve

No guard at the door

Ear-splitting silence filling the core

The sun is up

As I drink my morning cup

Life moves on

In the hustle  of traffic jams and horns

All exists are a mess

Finding a fast-moving lane is anyone’s guess

Headed home with patience all worn

From work I flee and am gone for long!


18 thoughts on “Work

  1. Half of our life is spent on work and rest getting stuck in traffic jams, but life just goes on and we just need to steal the moments of pleasure in between!

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