Slumber - No Its A Monster! Poem by NEETHA SASIDHARAN

To be a baby once again
For now I fell so insane.
Biology is a real topsy-turvy,
History seems like a mystery.

I dream of the days I cuddled
My pillows and sheets in my bed,
The days, I had so many chances
To sleep on without mom's glances.

The memories of those days
Badly urges me to say-
'Oops! God, will you please take
Me away from here for pity's sake? ? ?

Now, all that I do is envy
My disastrous five months old baby
Sister, who gets mom's coaxes
If she ever wakes up in her sleep of ten hours....

I wonder, how I can be cool
When she is embraced if she drools.
If it is me who drools,
Then I amn't mature to be 15 years.

If she has drowsy eyes,
Then she has got to get a nice
sleep.If my eyes are drowsy,
It is because I overslept, clumsy! ! !

They say that six hours is enough.
But I am not even getting that stuff..
What comes before me is a teacher
As soon as I get down for some slumber! !

But my Maths teacher is to be thanked
- Her class I've never bunked.
For her class itself is a lullaby
Which helps me to sleep and be a baby.......