Days come and go
but to me they come
but do not go easily’
putting me to work
taking the most out of me
they never leave me alone
nor give a wink of rest.
I mean the mind
as well as the body
but the latter takes a break
by relaxing on a chair
sipping a cup of hot tea
while the mind keeps on thinking
never does it go on sight-seeing
but always deliberating and wondering
What is it all about?
Why should it keep me so occupied.
I do not know for sure
but have to go on with it
or else it would kill me
for being idle all the same.