Not So Productive…

Why is there this need persistent

To maintain productivity constant

To fill each waking minute, each hour

With some activity- to make me feel empowered

As if what I do alone constitutes my existence

Why does my mind give me such resistance

To the idea of being idle and staring into space

Is it societal conditioning that does not let me embrace

The concept of idling away time, a commodity precious

Or is it something more sinister, more contentious

Within me, that begs me to fill each pocket of time

With something called work, such that my mind

Can stay away from thoughts jumbled and incoherent

When I get immersed in work, I can pretend

To forget that voice inside my head

Saying good is not good enough, demanding perfection instead…

**

After contemplating on the need to stay occupied

I decided to idle away some time, risking my pride

Having free time at hand, more in control I felt

Of my life, instead of being on a constant conveyor belt

I was moving constantly without making progress

That was certainly not conducive to success

Industriousness is overrated, I dare say

Balanced breaks are the key to being productive any day..

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