My Day Over

My day over
Time to go to bed
Time to lay to rest

This tired body
Has worked a full day
Fulfilling life’s demands

A warm bed and cool air
Beckon sweetly
To my exhausted soul

A perfect end of the day
But for the foolishness
Of my heart

It struggles hard
To keep me awake
Just a few moments more

A ritual started long back
(More years than
I care to remember)

For some strange reason
In this tired state of mind and body
It craves for some time for itself

I usually indulge it
Like my favorite child
But not tonight

And as my heart sulks quietly
My body throbs with pain
I lay my head on my pillow

Life keeps increasing its demands
I keep trying to meet up to them
My body; a master piece machinery

But tonight, I am afraid
This machinery has broken down
To its very last nuts and bolts

Tonight I sleep
To awake once more
Who knows?