You must be very exhausted
For the whole of this long weekend
You’ve been running with no end
In my mind, causing me to be agitated
Please do stop exercising!
Coz’ I find it so tormenting
You’ve gotten enough Cardio
So stop invading my private studio
Don’t you have anything else to do!
But to roam around in my cognition
Infecting my poor heart with sensation
Give me a break! Get away you!
Or is it me who needs to do something else?
Me who needs another form of distraction?
Me who needs a productive preoccupation?
To put a stop to this annoying ringing of bells
The poem is about the initial sensation we get for being interested in a person… How that person is constantly running in our mind. It’s really not the person’s fault, but still we blame that person for trespassing our territory. In the end we do know that it’s our own fault for constantly thinking about that person still we cannot control ourselves… sigh…
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