I am an idler
Who likes to while the hours away
Doodling, dozing or dreaming
Or just thinking about any ol’ thing
Like, if that woman loves me or not.
I have understood life
Deeply, closely, widely, wildly
And understood it has no purpose
No, not even to find love
Let alone invent something.
And yet we keep inventing
New reasons to keep living,
Keep loving, keep hoping.
Published by D. Samarender Reddy
Philosopher & Poet. Holds degrees in Medicine (MBBS) and Economics (MA, The Johns Hopkins University). Certified programmer. An avid reader. Worked in various capacities as a medical writer, copywriter, copyeditor, software programmer, newspaper columnist, and content writer. Amazon Author Page - https://www.amazon.in/stores/D.-Samarender-Reddy/author/B0CB7PMW36
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