Monday more than just morning blues


There are light clouds in the sky

There are rules I don’t comply

The house stands a big mess

No plans to make the mess less

Nothing on menu for cooking today

Lets hibernate for just one day

Heaps of dirt lying on the floor

Broom refusing to zoom out of the store door

Dishes feeling at home in the sink

Is Monday morning blues the link

Kid’s stories show no sign of ending

Vain is my effort that goes into spending

Kid constantly nudging at the elbow

My head reeling under the blow

The forehead folded in creases

Pain in the head seldom ceases

Repeated pleas to God ‘utha le utha le’

Then realizing this is not what i should say

Monday has been more than morning blues

Holding tight the thread in case it gets loose

Trying to give the brain some exercise

Brain telling me ‘Please be precise’

‘I should not be the one to be troubled

Go and get yourself some fresh air doubled’

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