A Busy Life

Poem: A Busy Life

I wake up to find , myself lost..

in mind curbing thoughts.

Getting ready for work,

is the only morning perk.

I grab my earphone that lay near my bed,

thinking about…all that was said !

Through the journey with perplexed mind..

which continues to wander like a butterfly.

I hold my phone scrolling and scrolling,

ignoring the train journey with people screeching !

Reaching the desk to find a friend,

chit-chat,gossips and never ending puns!

Sometimes I wonder what a Life !

Endless dreams and an obscure journey to lead !

– Divya Nagarajan