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A Child Once More


it is an ordinary day,
one with the chores
fully engaging.

Engagements the personal
ones, bathing, eating
exercising.

along with cooking,
washing, cleaning
altogether so pressing,

feel a bit angry
as why I have to do this
day in and day out.

I laugh at myself,turning
foolish, introspecting
uneven terms.

These schedules have
to be done regularly
for the sake of living.

I become a child once again
behaving childish, thinking
quixotic.

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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