O! Sleep

Steal my being...

Even for a while 

And take me in your deep embrace

For... Life has eluded many times

Do not put me under hideous grimace

My home in the land of wails

Is bereft of joy and happiness  

A gasp of cold breath and sob

Remain recurring motif and prop 

The maze mongers deep-seated sighs

Shores me away from pleasant details

 

My best efforts to stimulate cursed eyes

To shed a few drops and help salvage the ordeal

Yields no result as such

As they abide in perennial denial mode

Remain ajar ...sans even a wink of sleep

O sleep!

I wish sometimes you shut my tired eyes...

Force them to rest for a while

For... My lonesome being scouts for company

When the night is dark and deep

Winter is the only season 

I am made to witness of late

Pine now for a sip of spring's nectar for a subtle u-turn of fate hope someday I am able to breathe eased away from incoherent mutterings and have a good night's sleep.