Insomnia

It’s just become almost an usual ache, At night longing for rest, I stay awake; Sleep accosts me hardly ever these days, As I keep on tossing indifferent ways; Slumber remains aloof and disdainful…. I coax it to share my pillow, its rightful, This way or that, my sleep plays coy, My ploys are useless without any joy. The night turns me helpless with desire…. Shuteye eludes the clock ticks on, in mire; Known and alien faces make their rounds- Seamlessly the day makes up lost grounds. I don't know why I cannot sleep, it’s a dread, Slowly I stagger out of the hot rumpled bed. Restless nights take me to my cabinet of stocks…. I’ll perhaps have some McCallan upon the rocks; And hope its charm will work and do the trick~ I just need to get some bagful of sleep, thick. As the skies show traces of colour of the dawn…… The stars dip their light slowly,the moon too gone; Ah, to sleep to sleep, ‘as my eyelids dips over fast - The mind on fire,on the bed I fall back, asleep at last!!