A humourous poem in defence of lethargy, by Soumya, for Different Truths.

All my energy
Is seeping out of me
This extreme lethargy
This height of ennui
Will be the death of me
For there’s a gaping hole
In the fabric of my soul
They have abandoned me
Floundering in a cold dark sea
I hoped they would come back
And bring the joy I lack
I thought that it would seal
And that I would heal
But the trickle became a spout
My energy all drained out
I am sinking in dark despair
In the Dementor’s lair
The joy is sucked out of my soul
I’m drowning in a bottomless hole
Will someone help me
This is a desperate plea

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Soumya Mukherjee

Soumya Mukherjee is an alumnus of St Stephens College and Delhi School of Economics. He earns his daily bread by working for a PSU Insurance company, and lectures for peanuts. His other passions, family, friends, films, travel, food, trekking, wildlife, music, theater, and occasionally, writing. He has been published in many national newspapers of repute. He has published his first novel, Memories, a novella, hopefully, the first of his many books. He blogs as well.