Bed Tea

Dreams were stuck, beyond my mind

Restless nights, were for my kind

Walls towards you, closing fast

Few more days, nothing to last

 

Men in white, said heart might stop

Life turned bet , before your flop

Lying down you dream of sea

Gets distracted, by that boy with tea







Chotu, Munna, he had several names

Always came with a kettle in flame

Spreading few, sips of relaxing time

Towards the ending of human prime

 

Several flavoured, tea he had

For patients who were really glad

In view of boy with kettle they see

Every morning for a bed time tea