its morning

ohh, its morning!
my pilllow at my chest, blanket is my nest
my legs are warm, my hair is a mess
my eyes are complacent, refuse to see the quest
And mind is content, not to worry the rest.

hey, its morning!
i strugge with my elbow, trying to find my specs
feeling so thirsty, would kill for a water chest
someone just give me coffee, leave sugar-cream at my desk
scrambled egss and pancakes would make the day best

beta, its morning!
wishing my mom come, claiming its 9 at 8 bare
sit beside me, stroke my hair with adoring Care.
"princi brush karega ya nashta le aaun" I swear
would go home even for one day to cherish that rare.

so, its morning!
whats the time, why I am still in my bed,
so many errands to run, so many meetings to attend
drink water, go to gym, prepare for a refreshing day
improve myself, prove myself, sell myself at the bay.

Good Morning!