Just for one day

For one day,
I don’t follow the routine,
For one day,
Don’t drink that shake of protein,
For one day,
Don’t study, don’t bath, don’t pray,
On the bed, I can just lay,
The world will not end,
If I am allowed to go astray,
Just for one day.

Work really hard yesterday,
Hours passed in the blue,
No matter how much you try,
there is always something to do.

So don’t I deserve rest,
Just for one day,
Can’t I leave the conquest,
Just for one day.

Then,
A memory ignites in my mind,
Why I started this tread,
Why I decided to leave,
Every dawn, the comfort of bed.

There was a time,
When I have chosen the bed,
Rather then working my ass off,
I would do nothing instead,
A life with no goal, no meaning,
I would have choosen to led.

The last para got me,
Where I am today, it brought me,
Whenever I sulk, it comes to me,
From dilema what to do,
This makes me free.

Rather then living a meaninless life,
Better to stand up and fight,
Who knows this one day,
May realize hard work of many nights

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What I did today

Before going to bed,
Stand in front of mirror,
Light on today is shed,
Events of the day shimmer.

Another day over of my life,
Have I lived it to fullest,
In crowd, am I just a rife,
Is there nothing, I can best.

Today, I woke up early,
One point in my kitty,
Though 4 hours nearly,
On a show, in continuity.

I try to do some studies,
But didn’t feel ready,
Tried things, to pass time,
Day was over in this comedy,

Like this, many days come,
And without much go,
I feel like a person dumb,
Progress in everything, too slow.

I try to maintain a flow,
But stones in the way,
Makes it difficult to row,
And away from targets, I sway.

Standing in front of mirror,
I had this realization,
My heart goes aflutter,
I am living in an​ illusion.

Illusion that, I have time,
Enough for all I want,
Alas! life do not give overtime,
Time was never a grant,

Every day passed in ‘timepass’,
Is a day lost of your small life,
Most persons never outlast,
The time needed to complete​ the vibe.

So if I wanna die with satisfaction,
I have to step up my game,
Difficult is process of corse correction,
But much better then dying in shame.

So, for the night,
I will sleep tight,
To rise…. bright.