Before throwing myself to bed
in the thick of night
I pray to God daily
to bless me with
a deep and sound sleep
until the morning sun
peeps thru the window
and persuades me to
wake up and push me
to my routine chores.
Often my prayers go unheeded
and
dreams, either good or bad
compete with each other
to gain an upper hand
like athletes compete with one another
to clinch gold.
Dreams often make
a mess of my sleeps
waking me up
while the world is drowned in sleep.
Now I know very well that
I’ve no escape from dreams
either sweet or bitter.
A deep, sound sleep
still remains a mirage to me
and I will have to
learn to live with my plight…
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