Uff! End of a hectic day,
Worn out a stray hay,
Ached to peacefully lay,
Yet, mind a churning sway!

No one to hark my bay,
Alone in a solitary cay,
Trekking my dreary way,
Looking for a dearly fay!

Wish I could end this play,
Before my probity slay,
Vanquishing my pride, the pay,
Hoping a certitude ray!