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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As the Sunday sun sets away With it the rare peace and your funday Brings to fore the manic monday Ditching all the pleasures that the weekend brought When clear was the mind with little thoughts Relaxing with a cup of favourite beverage Reading the newspaper entire coverage Catching a good movie or good friends Or just lying lazing in your bed With your favourite book Binging on your choicest food Getting into your best mood The smiles return since there is no work these are some of few weekend perks From the time the sun rises to the time the moon comes in Its a race against time On the first day of the week. Some revel the start of the week and make others wonder Are these people for real? Others start feeling weak Drained before the day begins. Some like to make just more money Some just have to make their ends meet. The mad honking by the vehicles begins perhaps a sign of the everyones mind anxious to reach somewhere in time The smiles of the weekend disappear a lot of fret and frown appear Tensed foreheads you cross so many Packed trains and buses oveflowing already Face the boss with a fake smile Hoping they goes easy for the week ahead in time The to do list never ending The emails in inbox overflowing and pending The calls that hound throughout the day The peace it vanishes found nowhere The wait for the evening to arrive To end the misery of the day gone by The money machine chugs along Grinding everyone in its path Forgetting quickly the hours spent on the weekends that are also getting rare. So make the most of the hours you get to charge up the batteries for the battle ahead Thats how the system has been made Makes you slog every time a little more Simple pleasures go out the door Makes one wonder about our lives Are we living for ourselves Or by what the world defines These are the thoughts the mind garners When the manic monday is just around the corner.
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