The Spiked Drink

I should have slept like a baby through the night

But I kept tossing & turning, my heart galloping with fright

For though, in the brightness of the day, it might seem too far-fetched to think

I was sure that last night, some dastardly rascal had spiked my drink

 

I had it at the same time that I did every night, quietly, without making the slightest sound

But my palate had immediately realized that something was drastically amiss this time around

I tried to point it out to my parents, who live with me, but they just refused to listen

For no words were coming out of my mouth, though I tried and tried till the effort made my entire face glisten

 

So I lay alone in my bed, and tried to cry myself to sleep

And when even that didn’t work, I switched to counting sheep

But I soon realized that I could not count on it to the save the day

For the horrible aftertaste of the drink would just not go away

 

I was sure then, that I was not going to last very long

This last nightcap was definitely going to be my swansong

But then I thought, it’s been a good life, I’ve always had what I need

So I closed my eyes and lay still, waiting for the poison to do its deed

 

And the next thing I heard was my father’s voice, filled with pride

Talking softly to my mother, who was standing by his side

Look how peacefully he’s sleeping, Dad said, you were worrying needlessly about our son

I told you that it’s high time he started having bottled milk, now that he’s turned one

 

 

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About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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