Sleep
It is my time
My time
to hit the bed
A day of labour
comes to an end
before eye catches the sleep
Once again remember the things
'How much work done for the day?'
This insightful thought
bestow either a joyful sleep or nightmare
A day that goes with breathless work
allows to hit the bed as heaven
but either the case
unaccomplished task
lingers in mind as restless sleep
Many miracles give birth
when eyes get tired
An unconscious world
leaves no clue upon awake
Sometimes few glimpses of
unending stories as puzzle
That may develop in to
many more stories
to ease and please the beloved
The hard hit to the bed
a need of tired body
to make following day
A day better than today
That's how a sleep to ply
in my time
my time!