Waiting for the day

Waking up at 9'O clock, 

I never saw sun rising. 

Still getting out of bedsheet, 

Of course not smiling. 

No one really care, 

Whether I slept or not. 

Well now it's time to open up, 

It's April! Days are too hot. 

But honestly, I never forget to say, 

That I'm waiting for the day. 

When this inertia will end. 

But for now, let's contend. 

Seeing my Mom praying,

Ringing bells burning sticks, 

Is a difficult task. 

I want to let her know that God isn't listening. 

But what if she never asks. 

It's so hard to believe, at least for me. 

That someone is there who's helping everyone... 

and not me. 

But I never forget to say, 

That I'm waiting for the day, 

When this scepticism will end. 

But for now, let's just pretend. 

Now it's time to go out. 

Earn something and feed this mouth. 

I won't lie, I really love this nine to five life. 

My colleagues are smiling though sitting on knife. 

It's like Humpty  Dumpty sat on a wall, 

But is never allowed to fall.

So neither can they break nor can they move,

Things become easy when you've something to prove. 

But I never forget to say, 

That I'm waiting for the day. 

When this time will not end,

But for now let's descend. 

Looking down the floor, I'm returning home. 

Another day ends and Sun's gone. 

I saw many smiling, and forgot mine. 

Peeked through a window the clock ticks Nine. 

Rang the bell, two babies came running. 

Looking for some treats, 

They're staring me, cunning. 

I hope they love me, I love them too. 

One says nothing, other's eating my shoe. 

Mom's ready with dinner, she proud her son. 

She raised us good, we care for everyone. 

Working all alone for the whole time, 

Only time I see God, Is when she smile. 

But still, 

I never forget to say, 

That I am waiting for the day. 

When we'll dance together, 

For now.....Let's just hug her. 

Moving to my room, with books in my hand. 

Stupid mind reminds me, let's text that friend. 

Thinking of the many subjects we'll talk about, 

And only thing I'm left with is self doubt. 

I might be hurt, 

but nobody knew, 

I know it's not intensional, 

Don't wanna loose the few. 

Hours passes by....Nobody remembers. 

Me and my books, and here I Murmur.

My Dadaji once advised me to study at night

I keep consuming facts till my head is tight. 

It's 2'O clock now, I must go to sleep. 

I turned my Phone on and heard a beep. 

It's my sister saying "Good Night" with a quote,

My all demons diminish, with a sweet note.

With dreams over me and her having my back. 

I know she cares... And this doesn't need a rhymeful ending. 

I know she's there, and I'm too. 

But at last, 

I never forget to say, 

That I am waiting for the day. 

When we'll be dancing through the way. 

But now let's tell her, 

THAT IT'S FOR HER

 

(Dedicated to My bebe Bhavna) ❤