I woke up in the morning,

Because of the alarm clock,

Which created a fracas inside my mind,

It took me a few minutes to get up,

I just stared at the fan above my head,

As it was trying to drag me to sleep,

But in those moments of staring,

the alarm again started ringing,

I gathered enough courage to get up,

Yes it needed courage,

Not to get up,

But to get ready,

For the day’s struggle,

Life is never easy as they say,

They stand correct,

During the entire day,

I worked,

And it felt like there was a heavy load,

Over my head,

It was not physically present,

But there has to be a reason,

For my mind’s dormancy,

And I carried that load for the whole day,

I took it even on the stairs of my building,

after work,

And inside my room,

but then,

I opened the window,

And I just stood there,

and looked at the dark sky,

The euphonious sound of the rustling wind,

Dragged me into a different world,

In which,

the cool wind caressed my face,

and gave me hope,

and in the next moment ,

my mind got light,

the wind took that heavy load with it,

into the infinite,

it was not the alarm clock,

but those few moments in that new world,

I realized,

Woke me up in the morning,

And took me to work,

And gave me that courage…


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