Friday noon, no homework left,
Ecstatically jumping like troughs and crests.
No worry to sleep early tonight,
Weekends surely bring joy to a child.
March is gone, and so are boards,
Gone are the textbook hoards.
New opportunities, new experiences to try,
A teen finds such things worthy of joy.
An exemplary record of education,
No worries with life, no frustration.
A sorted career, a beautiful wife,
A facet of an adult's joyful life.
Foolish I was, that I searched,
Every material possession I touched.
Had a paltry shelf life,
My ideas of joy, got replaced with strife.
I searched for it in matter and men,
I tried and tried and finally when.
I was exhausted from all the rush,
In rumbled the thunder with a gush.
Then from the brink of heaven,
The water drops found a safe haven.
In my office suit and tie,
But who cares, I had a wonderful time!
Drenched with rain, deafened by the pitter-patter,
I heard two little boys chatter.
About having a boat race,
How could I keep a straight face?
Excited I joined them, made a boat,
Didn't once care about my coat.
For once I wasn't a mere employ,
I was the happiest person on earth, intoxicated with joy.
In dusk's wake,
My stomach started to ache.
I rushed inside my house,
My hunger was finally doused.
Oh I had an exquisite feast,
Of rolls, veggies and steaks.
I feared weight-gain, mother said, "No harm",
When she hugged me, I found joy in her arms.
At the end of the day, I realised,
All ideas of prosperity were lies.
I decided to have a second innings,
And foraged for joy in simpler things.
