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Monday Blues

Woke up tad early,
Cooked and packed my lunch,
House cleaned and decked-up myself,
Ready to start the month.

The week for me starts now,
Lost souls wandering around,
Eager to reach their office,
For a monotonous round.

I decided to wear black today,
In a way rebelling a thought,
To never let down myself,
And all trusted around.

Why do we hate this day?
Everyone wonders but can’t respond,
Empty stomach and devout of luxury,

Keeps all on the ground.

Mood blues as famously said,
We try but can’t escape,
Fear of unknown or dreading the truth,
We all have our Monday blues.


I always try to think out of the box. i love poetry and hope to contribute my best to the field :)

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