My Active Poem
As soon as I wake up
my brain starts with the
last dream, and picks up
the hot topic it has chosen
for days to churn until
I get to the work desk I own,
and then it is more happy as
it has a lot to do and a lot to say,
but as soon as I am done
it is just waiting there, and
I am smart too that I have
numbing jog ready there,
though there is a time
that my body too walks
thirty minutes at night
so it knows it's active too,
and oh as soon as I hit
the bed brain says it is
my favourite time of day
you can sleep a little more
in the morning the next day,
then sleep arrives sometime
though dreams occupy
most of its space but I still
hope one day I will sleep
better, one day I will
think less and live more
till then I will be an active
clock which runs twenty-four
and goes into sleep mode
only before it wakes up again
and goes into active mode.
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