Failure Poem by Prabhakar Subramaniam

It is the
Unwanted guest
The house skirts
As it goes about its chores;
The intruder rat
Which finds a way in
Eluding the trap and cat
Scurries around
And hides where
It cannot be found;
It is the migraine
That won't go away
And makes you wish
You could be headless
It is the news that makes
Neighbours chuckle
As you pass
And little-known relatives
Suddenly call angling for details;
It is the night when no one can sleep
Only toss around and quietly weep