I Sit

I sit half thinking, half relaxed

here’s the time when am not taxed

leaving work and designation

that bore slavery and recognition

Am no more bound to work anymore

nor do i search for, at any door

I sit casually with my tea

loving and loathing the time that’s free

Unable to think of what to do

To do, to do, to act no clue.

I should practice quietness

for doing snatches happiness

I should just sit happy for a while

Travel inside and work in style

for bread and butter has its own source

I need not get up for any force

In steps i try to travel inside

but thrown away by high tide

still being trapped with work outside

i sit here and sit on the other side

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