Trading my Life!

Today morning, I thought of a thought

My life is precious, and also is short

It is unjust to waste it, the way I do

I pondered, shouldn't I really love you?

Clock strikes 11, change in the scene

Am in my cabin, in front of my screen

Bulged out pupils, and a focused mind
Market vector for me, is simple to find

Joys of yesterday, see no sustenance
Hope to find love, has lost its existence
Converted I am, emotionless like a robot
Money is the motive, all that I have got

News come, numbers on screens blink
Ready with moves, need no time to think
Maneuver the mouse, clicks after clicks
I mint big money, in series of swift flicks

Clock strikes 11, I am out of my cabin
Thoughts queue up, brain starts ringin'
Brain cries foul, "Hey! I need some rest!"
Heart overpowers it, takes its tough test

I remember all the good time, spent with you
Today, don't have a moment to spare for you
I realize it now, it would have been better
Had I stayed for long, in your heart's shelter

Life is a race, a terrible race against time
Resting I thought, was the biggest crime

I am a trader, unaware of the cruel end
What I'm trading, is our lives my dear friend!

P.S. : Views expressed above are by no means my personal view points. They are just an imaginary creation!