The undue panic
makes me dull
not wanting to do anything
forces me to sit and contemplate .
What do I contemplate?
I know not
with the mind dormant
not a thought strikes me.
Why has this syndrome developed?
I ponder
Lo! I am again at no start
as I sit there like a stone.
What is the issue?
I struggle to find out.
Oh! I try to deliberate
as I watch the cloudless sky.
Is it that I have nothing to do?
that turns me dull.
I rise up from my seat
and try to catch up with myself.
Will I succeed in my attempt?
I doubt myself
If it had been a few years ago
I would have realised myself in no time.
Unnatural It is of me
a case of losing heart over nothing
never did I experience such a despair
as I am doing all the way now.
Meenas Poems 
One reply on “A Syndrome”
Seems like many who change from work schedule to one more relaxed have feelings of more depression at first.