
Wake Me Up When Everyone Is Dead
I missed a few deadlines
Was busy disarranging some of the thoughts
It tied up with
What I do
And
What I am supposed to do
The creative curves were far from being smooth
The light moment I forbad cheering
And then,
One of my friends told me
That I complicate the simple thing
Reason?
I get bored
And can easily be distracted, in the name of Break
I was not that convinced
But for some reason, I nodded
Maybe, for the sake of friendship
It’s hard to keep up with the daily routine
When you have a million tasks in hand
And you take another million to engage
Having a social life comes as a privilege
But when it happens
I miss someone
Someone who is not here
Someone who is not willing to complete my sentence
Someone who never shares her deeper instincts
Someone who doesn’t talk much
Because I am still a stranger to her
And it’s true.
Despite this, she still comes as a song
Invigorate my mind to make me do wonder.
Also, she listens.
I guess she is not that bad.
But wait, I can’t think of her
I am not allowed to
There is an enormous amount of work to be commenced
And there’s money
There’s money
Which is hard to come by
Not everyone is willing to pay you for your hard work
I am literally fighting for every penny of mine
While continuously polishing my creative and artistic side.
And then,
The pressure of following up with the social stigma,
The political biases,
The religious disbelief,
News rants,
Everyone is literally flagging their self-bragging flyers online
Which says
“Like me, love me”
“Like me, love me”
“Like me, love me”
But unintentionally, I also beg people to like me
Yup, there is another factor needed to be considered
Despite your best effort in your desired field,
It’s important
That you promote yourself out there.
Their eyes should spot you dancing all the time
So that, they would throw some money
With the expectation
That I may make it double
With my splendid presentation.
It’s exasperating
Physically, mentally, spiritually and perhaps, universally
Oh yes, give me craps on the last word I used
You all so-called intellectual Nazi
I need to lie down
I need to lie down
I must sleep
My average sleep is 3-4 hours a day
I must sleep
I must sleep
Sleeping
Sleeping
I am not done, yet.
But for now, sleeping!
Wake me up when everyone is dead.
The eleventh poem in the series of NaPoWriMo 2018 challenge. This Slam Poetry describes my current mental state.
The song of the day is Sweet Dispositing from Tamper Trap. This is one of those songs which can go on in a loop and you won’t tired of it at all. I usually listen to it for the concentration.
You must read this poem without a hiccup in thoughts. If you have any thoughts please share in the comment section.
I am Shivesh – Poet, Writer, Actor, Theatre Artist and Now also becoming, Filmmaker (amateur).
This was such a beautifully written piece…
I simply loved it. ❤
Looking forward to reading more from you, Shivesh!
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So nice to hear in the comment section (I literally heard the voice)!
This was unexpected though.
Thank you so much.
Hopefully, I am posting one Poem everyday for the next 98 days. That will help crossing the 💯 poetry challenge of this year. 🙂
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Haha, you’re welcome, Shivesh! ❤
Wow… good luck! I'm looking forward to reading them!
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Glad to hear that you could relate to it!
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I can’t express my feelings after reading this poem, my mental pressure is sometimes akin to your poem…
Really great..
Hats off..
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