The  fluffy Pillow's thirst gone,
The warm blanket a wiping towel,
The cozy bed felt the roll from side to side,
Everything causing a sleepless night.

In the nature's arm
Another rest,
With only the moon and stars above his head,
Singing beautiful lullaby to put him to sound sleep.

One owns a luxurious life,
Other a satisfied one.
A cozy bed but sleepless night,
On the ugliest streets, with worn out blankets, life feels bright.

It's not how wealthy you are,
It's how happy you are that matters,
It's not the brighest mornings,
But the brighest nights that matters..!

A/N

I don't know even if this conveys any meaning, but all I wanted to remind is in quest of luxuries in life, we tend to forget why do we even live. A day's toil doesn't end up with a peaceful night, is it even worthy then? Opt a happy life over luxurious one, a simple life over sophisticated. I pray everyone gets the best of what they deserve, at least a sound and peaceful sleep.

Love,
Anusha

P.S : Wish the wet Pillows and blankets dry soon.