Fight It
Have you fought tedium?
Or allowed it to get you down,
In more battles than one,
It has won,
Spent you,
Like a moon on wane,
Keep fighting it,
With weakened limbs,
And numbed brain,
In the process you are not going to die,
Till the time,
You have finished,
Your allotted grains.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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