The mind is not at rest
neither the body .
Both go to and fro
create a sensation
that cannot be
explained.
Tossed so, I
try to remain
stable. I fail
Jolted and irked
run in circles. Goes
from bad to worse.
Unable to bear any more
the weight being heavy
I predict a collapse.
I try to calm down.
Gulp water, drink
iced juice. Pressure subsides
The eyes laden with sleep
command me to lie down.
Sleep overwhelms,
I find that I need rest.
I have to forget
that which require
attention for a while.
Half an hour in bed
nourishes me,
out from fatigue.
I walk with measured steps
slowly to work. back ‘to
original shape.
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