✒Poems Exposed

My Dream: A Day with My Love

The sun had risen,
Hours before:
Saw I,
As my eyes opened,
Draining my sleep.

I got up
From the comfy bed.
The light seemed
As of the tenth hour.

My eyes shed off
The strong sleepiness,
And I moved
Out of my room,
To her room,
After a one second's prayer.

She's still sleeping.
Lightly,
I gave her a shake.
She replied me a growl -
A growl of sleep and wake,
Eyes opened half.
And, she slid off
Back to sleep.

I brushed my teeth,
And came back to her.
Shook her again.
She woke up;
Gifted me
A morning smile.

It's time for breakfast.

Batter to make Dosa,
An Indian round food,
Was ready for the day.
We took up
The kitchen together.
And I made Dosas,
As she forged
Chutney for those.
We did the food,
And ate it fast;
Never even bothered
Of the dining table.

After we ate,
She washed all plates,
All by but herself.
I hate water.
I played on phone,
Our favorite song-
'You are my sunshine.'

And, then,
After cookering
Some rice for lunch,
We stepped out
To launder the clothes.
She thrashed the clothes
On the wash-rock to clean,
And I rinsed them.
We played
Splashing waters,
Enjoying the fun,
Though, I hate water.

And,
To the terrace, we took,
Those washed clothes.
And then, did I
Take off the dried ones
Of the previous day;
She hung,
The wet ones
Of the current day.
Together did we
Finish that work,
And came down
With all dried clothes,
After spending minutes five,
At her favorite spot -
The vast terrace.