Just a Little bit more sleep

Take not from me the solitude of the morning;
The joy of sleeping an extra half hour.
Leave the shades be, the curtains fallen;
I don’t want to partake in the sun’s power.
Let me sleep a bit more in restful slumber;
My life is chaotic, as such, at best.
Let me lay supine, let me just be recumbent;
Leave me alone, by myself to rest.
The cosiness of the duvet calls to me;
The soft cushions embrace as if in the womb.
Leave me be, let me be in this haven;
It is not yet my hour to awaken.
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About Sonal Singh

An author, storyteller, and full-time observer of life’s glorious absurdities. I write humour-laced stories where chaos wears fluffy fur, emotions arrive uninvited, and middle-class Indian households become ecosystems of drama, love, and unsolicited advice. Armed with sarcasm, caffeine, and alarming emotional attachment to stray creatures, I believe compassion is less of a virtue and more of a lifestyle disorder. One that I embrace. When I’m not writing, I’m usually busy running a full-time HR consultancy business, rescuing animals, or trying to maintain dignity while being emotionally manipulated by my pets. Through my literary work, I try to blend humour with heart, celebrating the messy coexistence of humans and non-humans in modern urban India.

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