On such sultry days as these
it is better to keep awake
taking a reposing posture
from day to day.
If I woo sleep
weariness grows apace and
I dream dreams that are fatiguing.
\No longer in my dream
can I play the role of a prince
of fairy tales
nor spin a yarn of the winged horse.
What foul weather waylays me
behind the screen of dreams!
\I retreat,smeared all over with blood
ruthlessly smitten by nightmares.
Its better to sit up and recline
and put on semblence of being alive.