Treasure Island

Neela Nath


Give Me One Chance


The sun is peeping
thru the glass.
Telling, 'Get up
to all of us.'
Blanket still warm
hugs me tight.
Will I leave it,
is it right?
Eyes are willing
not to open.
Pillow saying,
'cool your brain.'
Duty calls me,
have to leave.
Oh! give me one chance,
I wanna sleep.

Submitted: Thursday, March 14, 2013

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  • Valsa George (3/15/2013 4:23:00 AM)

    This is a normal human reaction typified, especially if the dawn is cool and the sleep pleasant! ! (Report) Reply

  • Babatunde Aremu (3/14/2013 7:52:00 AM)

    Nobody wants to work but all wants to eat. For you to get anther chance, you need to wake up. I lke the use of imageries in this poem. Great write! (Report) Reply

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