Tag: Plight.

thoughts

The Work Load

The work not lets me go

even though I become slow

I have to resume my flow

no matter however low

and tired I go about.

With the program piling up one by one

not of great importance in the run

I have to fight not with the gun

but get along without any fun

well that has been my life out-and-out.

The small things getting over

while the great things slip lower

the unremarkable flies up to the tower

while the valid goes down the shower

Oh! that has been me without a shout.

The happenings getting distinguished

the distinct get relinquished

while the shadow remains not vanquished

the pertinent disappears and becomes finished

Gosh! that has been the direction about.

Wondering is it the same to all

Do all experience the same call ?

Never did I play with any different ball

as I work my livelihood with a

Lo! that has been my destiny without a doubt.

Tags Destiny, exertion, exhaustion, feel, Plight., Poem

thoughts

As I was closing the window
a bumble bee entered in
I noticed her not
she did not have the slight of the closure.
Both of went our way
I did not hear the buzzing
being occupied otherwise
She did not see me anywhere near
so she went on humming all the time.
When the night came to a still
with the external silent
and the internal not so quiet
as could the snores be heard
her sound became vociferous
Got up from my sleep
walked all over in a partial wake
switched on the lights
saw the bee flying here and there.
At once opened the window
but the poor bee could not find its way
It took nearly an hour for me
to drive the bee out
finally bringing peace to both.