morning spent reading,
fiction - dreaming!
clock shows office time,
rushing -
bathing is almost a crime...
another busy day goes by,
without understanding-
who knows why...
work so fast,
life is aghast!
tensions keep mounting-
& fervour of work
shows no sign of dismounting..
site visits,
drawing revisions-
portfolios sent -
to potential clients!
meetings & conferences..
rule my appointments.
design so endearing
yet time,
not permitting!
i run & try
to almost fly,
cover the chores
to reach the core-
when evening falls,
& light retreats
signalling an end,
of another breathless fight..
back to my novel,
keeps my mind out of daily muddle..
perhaps,
escaping my responsibilities
running from societies..
is this hobby,
an animate lesson:
man may not be an island-
but he is limited
only by his lack of passion!
for when i read,
i forget the world;
i forget myself,
& live the life
of characters so craftily created
by persons
not unlike my demented
SELF!
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