I woke up

From Deep Sleep

To be greeted by rumour

Of my death

I was happier

Because I didn’t appear

To those, my near and dear

I was left alone

To take my good care

And to share

My share of nature

No expectations to bother

No commitments to wear

I was excited

Spent hours in laughter

Till I felt hunger

My tongue slipped with a bang

Mother my dinner

I peeped into dining room

My chair was

Already occupied!

My platter was

Emptied away

This is not fair

Mother!

Where is my dinner?

My mom’s laughter

Pierced me

My stomach was empty

My eyes full of tear

And then

I heard a whisper

Yes this is not fair

Don’t ever disappear

From those, near

To you

And think you

To be dear

If you disappear

You lose your dinner

You want dinner?

Have to appear

And pay for it

Less in cash,

More in kind

I cried louder

I am sorry

But I need my dinner

It was when

Somebody shook me up

Wake up!

Whets wrong

You fought me last night

And skipped your dinner

Now you shout

My Dinner!

It is all over

What? I asked in fear

I mean dinner

Mom said with a smile

I hugged her tight

And kissed her bright

I am sorry mom

I will never skip the dinner

You prepare with love

I will pay you love

For every platter