Struggling to emerge out of
that soft cuddly white blanket
fat and fuzzy.
It is a fight every single day..
The nose red and numb
watering due to the incessant cold.
No,it is just time for the last metro,
but my mind sways in favour of my bed.
I want to merge into sleep
so tempting and so needed
in the shivering winter mornings.
Alas,time keeps chasing me into reality
and I jump out of my comfortable paradise
to a morning,
full of traffic,angry abuses and
a fear to catch up on my attendance.
And,you say men should follow their dreams!
Hah,only in their dreams,you mean!!
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