The love out there
Waves and giggles like a child
In my direction.
Am I too old for success?
Am I too workaholic too be hugged?
I am balanced
In this work-life edge.
Tag: pressure
Slow steps to work
No bacteria will make me rush,
No ppt will control my steps
And slowly as a flat balloon
I will slide on the floor
And reach my desk.
Proceedings and pausing
You can pause for a day, a week,
And nobody sees your standing.
You alone Are creating.
Your mind, your imagination
Is processing yours next steps
And gluing together your achievements.
What comes next is in the picture
But still unfocused
until your superpowers
Are redefined.