Monday Morning Poem by samyak jain
Monday Morning
monday morning to office,
fresh laundered dress,
crisp and ironed well,
but
can you please
carry a
well laundered mind.
mind, poor mind
dumping ground for
anger, frustration, revenge
and all other garbage
but never cleaned.
how will this week
mean different to you
then,
the exterior well-cared for
scented,
the interior
the spring board of
all your actions
stinks.
(...a t p /16.07.2007)
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4/18/2024 2:04:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
the more crumpled one is within the better clothes one puts on, is uppose