The BBB syndrome - Bored Beyond Belief.

With dark skies all around, a gentle winter's glow upon the ground,
The silence of snow, only perturbed by the wind whispering through the trees,
A scarce figure - crumpled amidst layers of warmth - walks onward.
Onward, forward - to the end of the day, the time to relax, the time to play,
For the rest of the hours seem to trudge along, slower than an ant with five broken feet.

A day that passes by, if you're lucky, notches up another, in the seemingly endless list
Of days that go by with no more excitment than one derives from staring at a blank wall.
The lack of excitement, the lack of a challenge, the lack of everything that is supposed to exist,
is explained by the overwhelming presence of Boredom, with a capital B.

The monotony of life, spurred on only by the hopes, the dream that someday,
something will change, and the inifite days of boredom would cease to exist.
Ironically, even if this change does occur, it would only motivate us further,
to look ahead, hope even more that a permanent change is just around the corner.

Sickening 'tis, to simply sit, and wait for change. People say "be proactiv!", "Get on up! and BE the change"...but quite simply, we are powerless against the will of ways - we cannot but flow with the river of reality, to struggle against the cruel current is pointless. It is discouraging, and an utter disappointment to struggle with the way of things, for in this struggle, it is irrelevant how much of a fight one puts up, it is the accurate re-telling of the story of David and Goliath,except that in this version, David gets the **** kicked of him.

The way to change, the way to get-by, the way to succeed, and revamp the entire foundations of our lives...eludes me to this day. It is the eternal quest of every human being, for the more we think about it the farther we get from the result.

The ultimate response though is perspective. The trick to getting by is perception, so leave me your comments (you arses) and give me your take on this ;) . Cheers.

P.S - Yeah...I started writing this elaborate poem...lol..and I guess the "monotony of life" got to me or something..so kinda rushed it at the end :P...Please echuse.