Sunday, 18 September 2016

Insomnia

take a bath, and for a notion
apply on your palms, a potion
Pop some pills
 drown your ills
with a short swill
 feel well, you certainly will
I was, time and again told
I dutifully subjected me to cold
hot . lukewarm water
in turns , no matter
nothing worked, you see
I even switched on the AC
I gave up, at last , the fight
and made friends with the night
After a bath , I take
a chukker of the house
I eat a piece of cake
in dark,quiet as a mouse
I chuckle all alone
as I watch news drone
in mute animation
sheer fascination.
I pad from pillar to post
like a cliched ghost
I do not crave for sleep
not that I have no more cares
but I would rather have it creep
on my eyelids ,  unawares.

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