A Regular Day Poem by Rishabh Bhatia

May everyday be a regular day,
when my dad give me a morning kiss as a wake up bribe,
just coming dad I rather say,
a watery bath and the yawing hide.

To the school on a three wheel bunch,
on way the scenes of angel and beast,
good morning mam, good morning sir and then the noon lunch,
even tastier than the Alexander's feast.

To the home at the rest,
a sound sleep my mother bless,
then the food I like the best,
a friend's call and I say yes.

The evening play in the garden,
a bat or ball it didn't matter,
kick slowly hey you boys
the old fleet usually chatter.

The dark signals lights to go back,
from the green to the grey,
the happy dinner the love it never lack,
before to bed should I prey,

May everyday be a regular day,
when my dad give me a goodnight kiss as a sleeping bribe,
just closing eyes I rather say,
a scene blacks and the yawing hide.