A monotonous poem

By Abhiroop kaur mann 

 The clock ticks on with a rhythmic beat,

A monotonous tune that cannot be beat.

Day turns to night, and back again,

A cycle of boredom that never ends.

The sun rises and sets without much care,

And life goes on without a single dare.

The trees sway in the wind, again and again,

A constant movement that never ends.

The same old routines, day in and day out,

The monotony of life, without any doubt. 

A repetitive melody that never strays,

A tune that bores us in so many ways.

Life can be a drudgery, from beginning to end,

An unchanging tune that we cannot bend.

But perhaps, amidst the dull routine,

We can find a note of hope, a glimmering sheen.

So let us listen to the ticking clock with an open heart,

And find a way to make a new start.

For in the monotony, there may be beauty to behold,

A new tune to play, a story to be told.