Clutter..

All the books, printed articles and e-mails

I can barely read, yet I repeatedly fail

To get rid of them, they occupy precious space

To make matters worse, embarrassment I face

When I see them piling on my desk hoping to be read one day

But that hypothetical day never comes my way..

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My sartorial interests are quite varied

I seem to hoard clothing items indeed

Yet I wear clothes from a selection small

At times I cannot find some items at all…

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All the hobbies that I have dabbled in

Have required me to buy new things

That languish in a corner as I either no longer care

For that particular hobby, or have no time to spare

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My life is cluttered and stressful indeed

I have stuff that I absolutely don’t need…

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When clutter tends to accumulate

It takes up physical space but affects our mental state

All the excess borne out of acceptable greed

All the stuff we amass beyond our needs

Remains in the universe to create chaos

We celebrate our possessions but disregard the loss

Of mental peace that clutter leads to

Confusion and decision paralysis ensue

Precious time is lost in trying to organize

Ever increasing possessions before we realize

We have many times more than enough

And we are now being owned by our stuff..

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At the snap of my fingers I cannot declutter

But I can ensure further accumulation does not occur

It is a small start, but a start anyway

I hope my life shall be free of clutter one day..