Craving to be in bed
Hugging my pillow to sleep
Drifting into my favourite world of dreams
Its 3 in the morning, and it all seems sumptuous
Cos when these thoughts entice me
The ugly deadlines glare at me
The laptop pities my puffy eyes
As each eyelid struggles to keep me stirring
Every 10 minutes I count the pages left till I sleep
When the D-day arrives closer by
The hands of the clock are on a F1 strive
Its 4 am and with a huge sigh
The last word ends serenely with a stop.
I am just about awake and fatigued now
I could sleep in my chair with my head on the desk
The journey to the bed seemed a herculean ride.
But I summon some power and wrap my work
I hit the lights out and head straight to bed
This process steals a bit of my sleep
Yet the mattress gives a celestial feel
I pull the sheets on me and blink an eye
I witnessed an unusual, splendid sight
How I forgot it was a full moon night
Gone are those days when I had those quality times
My private time for my private emotions
Thoughts of you, me and the full moon starry night
A sense of perpetual peace and warmth embraced me
In that cold and windy night
I got the same high I used to get
The mystic connection we once held
I sealed that gaze forever in my eyes
Tip toed into my sweet escape, the world of fantasy, my only respite.
