Nightmar....chines (Nightmarish Machines)

I woke up hearing a chatter

Amid the raindrops falling pitter - patter. 

I strolled through the dark

To see who was doing walk the talk. 

Lo! Behold! The machines were up, 

Probably discussing whatsApp!? 

I listened keenly and overheard

The conversation of the herd. 

The washing machine was the first to say, 

Oh! How many clothes they change in a day. 

The vessels and the stove joined in dismay

To share about their doomsday. 

They have been hit by a crisis

To stay indoors by a virus. 

Echoed a sound out of the box

Yes, from the idiot box. 

Alas! Sighed all the machines

There is no respite that means. 

Startled by a voice in unison

The machines stopped their commotion. 

Chill bro! You are now at rest, 

We are never at rest!!! 

Thus spoke in vain, 

Phone, laptop and fan in pain. 

Bang!! Closed the door

Voices ceased behind the door. 

The thoughts never seemed to unwind

As it was deep rooted in my mind. 

I decided to retire 

And voices of despair I did hear. 

The phone and the fan

Looking at me with a frown. .