The Bed

Been a while since I written a poem. There have been several false starts, drafts that gather digital dust in my inbox that would not see the proverbial light of day.

So this is one that did. It started out like a lament to the lonely but halfway through took a twist for the romantic. Not my best effort by any stretch of imagination but a poem it is.

This night has reached its end 

How much longer should I pretend

that the pillow resting beneath my head

Is pulling me back to sleep instead

I should get up and lift the shades

Let the light in, so the night fades

Watch the blue sky burst into light

And dispel all traces of lovely night

But its still warm and cosy in my bed

With you in it,your arms around my head

The day beckons and the hour hand turns

But it is to your smile my gaze returns

I try to rise but our bodies are entwined

My feeble attempts you have divined

Within you in arms I remain entangled

Any tighter and I might get strangled

Our eyes meet and you flash a smile

That tells me,I will stay here for a while

I cease all struggling and kiss you instead

And spend all day with you in bed.

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Akshay