The alarm ring pierced my ear,
Waking me up from a blissful dream.
The dream was as merry as me in it.
It stole me away into dreamland,
Slowly away from this real world.
It swept me into the wonders of Mother nature.
Flowers bloomed till my sight reached,
The soft breeze kissing my cheeks left me beaming.
Where ever I turned my gaze,
A blessing of nature was present to greet me.
Creepers waved as if they were performing a bolero,
Leaves hustled, inviting me to their company.
River babbled and the fishes swam freely.
Their moves were carefree and wild.
Fear did not even touch them.
As they were in the lap of Mother nature.
Grass near the river swayed too.
Chatting with the weeds near, they gossiped for hours.
Time seemed to stop, earth appeared still.
The second ring of the alarm shrieked into my ears.
Waking me ruthlessly, shoving me back to the real world.
Morning chores welcomed me with hands spread wide.
Breakfast was done but some vessels were in the sink too.
At once the tomatoes and potatoes echoed, we need you.
The cooker whistled proving once again,
That he was my accomplice true.
I tried to breathe in,
Remembering the clean breeze in my dream.
But clothes in the washing machine started swooshing,
Pleading me to treat them with a fragrant after wash.
As I fulfilled their wish, I heard a small entreat.
The dust particles craned their necks,
Begging me to send them back to nature.
They said, ‘four walls are not our style’.
In the lap of mother nature, we smile.
An afternoon nap was not destined as few guests arrived.
Serving them the best food and gesture,
Was my first and foremost chore.
Done with the evening snacks, we all had a nice time.
They left smiling, leaving my heart satisfied.
Just when my body was about to give up,
I smiled and uttered, just a few hours more lined up.
After dinner, small chores were in the queue.
They appeared like giants to me though.
I peeped around scanning if any work is left undone.
Though my senses and limbs appealed to me in a low voice,
‘We are done.’
After all, they were my faithful companions.
I decided to let them have their way.
As I collapsed on the bed, my eyelids hugged tight.
My weary mind was eager and ready,
To escape into the world of fantasy.
Something felt similar, the grass, the river.
I was about to breathe in the fresh zephyr.
The screeching alarm ring pierced my ear.
I realized, breaking up with the bed,
Can be heart-breaking at times.
Parting myself from my soft bed, my best friend,
I whispered with a smile, the chores never end.
6 thoughts on “The Chores Never End”
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