The 8 of them
(When I realised my short-comings)
I know it were 8 of them
I was sleeping, half sleeping
with these 8 random thoughts in my head
Held by now alien 8 fingers of my familiar left hand
Thump! Thump! There were two bangs on the door
I promised through my seldom-peaceful sleep
that a third, and I am going to get him to senses
Thump.
The thumping had stopped
but i was already searching my other chappal
for it was time
time to perform for the future me
An alpha should time and time prove
Why he is so
The time it was, i got out
trying not to hide the sleepy face
even adding my consious part to it if any were left
A little dismal that he was not there
in the immediate
So had to turn my head left, trying to look angry
even if i knew right is where he was
Then came the right, there he is, so are some others
My half-sleepy legs beelined to him
Now, not being the conventional angry man
I dispiritedly gave him two harmless shoves
I could not hurt him, or anybody in that case
he shoved back
I gave a return, and it were end of it
maybe he gave the last one
He pointed out to others being the culprit
The others reminded him
it was no trying to fool himself
I didn’t giveaway any foolish lines
Same sleepy face i returned
The job being done
now i clearly know what was lost
it were those 8 trivial thoughts
thoughts nonetheless
It is a polite reminder how
fickle my attention is
A reminder that not only him
but the tech surrounding me is doing the
unseen harm, all the time with distraction
He just showed the reality .
