Cooped up in the sitting room
Bored stiff
Take time yourself to groom
But indulge no mischief
Partake in garden chores
Surprise, surprise
Time flies to slay boredom sores
At sunset and at sunrise
If right choices you make
No ceaseless fiddling on social media
Sharing news that in your life influences no stake
Better off gleaning facts from Wikipedia
Catching up on incomplete notes
Polishing up imperfect skills
No indulgence in pesky plots
While idle time progress steals
Until you put time and energy to good use
No puerile complaint school's closed
Pathetic excuse stinking in a sentimental sluice
Where growing up froze and dozed
Boredom is a choice
Simpletons indulge
Granting it energy and voice
Until in the end it grows into a boredom bulge.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very incisive poem John. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it and I completely agree with you that boredom is indeed a choice. Currently, I'm studying several online courses to keep my mind occupied. It's a 10 from me!