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Another Day More.

Another day more

with the sun rise

and a sun set

work and sleep

intervened by happenings

could make you happy

would make yo unhappy

the day that was

the day that is

the day that would  be

look more or less alike

but for the age

of you and of me

increases with a mark

a sag and a wrinkle

greying and a wobbling

as you walk towards the destination.




Sundays Are My Days.

Sundays are never dull

as I have the day in full

I sit and stand then and there

I read and write when and where

I eat and drink as much as I can

I bathe and dry up without a ban

I sleep and dream many a time in the span

I lie in my  bed under the big  fan

that be how I spend the day

the day being none other than a Sunday.orkut-sunday-scraps-03

Sleep All Gay

sleepSitting upright

I feel alright

I stretch back

I feel the pain in the back

I lie down

I am totally down

I might sound unfamiliar

that be the most similar

as I suffer likewise

all these days otherwise

I would be asleep most of the day

all robust and gay.

My Day In Bed

night dutyWoke up in the morning

was up in the bed for a moment

slid back on the bed

dozed off for the rest of the morning

got up again in the early afternoon

stayed in the bed for a second

slid back on the bed

slept off the whole afternoon

evening came in a few hours

the sun was settling down

woke up again for the third time

sat up in the bed for a moment

slid back once more on the bed

was fast asleep the rest of the evening

hurriedly jumped out of the bed

ran to have a quick shower

dressed up and ran to the door

jogged down the aisle

drove the car in full speed

entered my office in a wink

I am working night this week.

The Untimely Call

The morning calls so often

makes me jittery

with eyes half open

get up hastily

stretch  the hands lazily

pick up with a reluctance

speak with no indulgence

whoever it might be

having lost the glee

the sleep early in the morning

and a wake up with a yawning

keeps me in cheer the whole day

lost now by this untimely call.

untimeliness in any way

provokes a fury all day.phone call

Not A Penny.

Part of the way

I went in a bus

with not many a person

a four  or five altogether

absolutely no sound whatever

reclined  and dozed off

the breeze lulled me to a siesta

past the town I had to get down

the fellow passengers had alighted

I was the one left out

the driver sped ahead

the bus entered the busiest town

had to slow down to negotiate

perspiring I woke up

found that I had travelled very  far

straightened  I in a hurry

ashamed of my carelessness

got down with an awkward smile

the driver cast a  knowing glance

happens these things to me now

not once but in occasions more

reasons could be varied

I detest to examine Neck_pillows_in_action

as they are  worth not a penny