The Workload Is Gone Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

The Workload Is Gone



The burden is gone,
Yes, it’s finally gone,
Now I feel free,
As did the Old Mariner eventually.

I think now and then,
About the workload and the burden,
It does create,
Rarely this very burden I can’t but appreciate.

Work is intrinsic in Mother Nature,
A burden to some; to most it’s a blessing so rare.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: work
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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