Steady pour of the rain,
a hypnotic hymn.
The morning air grows cold,
a warm blanket’s comfort.
Must get up for the day,
no more time for delays.
Still the entranced mind sleeps.
Ten more minutes, please.
Some moments gone astray,
satisfying embrace.
The blanket’s coziness,
my sweet pillow’s softness.
Waking up with a start,
panic gripped my heart.
Peaceful moments, a bait.
Now, I am really late.
Sep 7, 2011
Sep 7, 2011 at 5:03 AM UTC
Steady pour of the rain,
a hypnotic hymn.
The morning air grows cold,
a warm blanket’s comfort.
Must get up for the day,
no more time for delays.
Still the entranced mind sleeps.
Ten more minutes, please.
Some moments gone astray,
satisfying embrace.
The blanket’s coziness,
my sweet pillow’s softness.
Waking up with a start,
panic gripped my heart.
Peaceful moments, a bait.
Now, I am really late.
(c) MMV Abad @ Jun 15, 2009
'Another ten minutes - a typical latecomer‘s regret.'
