Sleep of tounge...
Its a tale wherein I am not deaf but dumb...
so it happened, that on a friday night..
the Angles and Deamons had a fight..
It was about having exclusive rights..
To visit my dreams in absence of lights...
A lot of debate and finally said the boss...
This matter can be resolved only by a toss...
Angels went in for heads but deamons got their tails...
And they started flocking my dreams like junk e-mails....
With all dreams shattered, shorn of all hope..
It was a situation that even Angels couldn't cope...
Dreadfull it was I wanted them out...
But to my horror I just could not shout...
persisted the unrest despite my tries best..
Appreciated their zeals and diminished my zest...
This sleep of my tongue was costing me dear...
Shouting was heart but my ears couldnot just hear...
Then it struck me that even eyes could speak..
Only to realize they were closed when I was asleep...
Sddenly happened something and everything just swung..
I thought divine intervention , it was just an alarm that rung..
The tongue was now awake and so loud did I shout...
Ran in my mom like the aussies when sachin gets out...
If dreams were nightmarish reality was bit light...
Mom said 'Just shut up or I'll slap you tight!'