Today I have put down my papers
It feels strange
It feels free
Suddenly finding myself
In abstract again
Like that phase
In some mysterious book
Where one chapter is over
And the next is yet to come
As if the coin was tossed
And now its revolving
And you feel that spin
Standing at its edge
Revolving with some energy
Unknown yet with some strategy
Maybe it’s too hurried a decision
But I know it’s significant
It would not have happened
Had it been not required
It’s something huge awaited
Something else to be acquired
Perhaps its just my concise
Giving me reasons so convincing
But one thing is for sure
All this is for some immense thing
Some real huge change
Like always
Some entirely new game
I guess the saturation point was met
Or maybe it’s the way I am
But I am sure
I have much more
potential
And I belong to some work
Much more refined
Where I won’t be a mere vessel
But the content in it
So designed
Where all my productive juices
Will meet some flavors of their kind
Where some rule- obsessed people won’t dominate
Where people will actually use their mind
Where work will be respected for its worth
And won’t be treated with a casual blind
Where people would prefer hard work
More than flattery of various kinds
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