At the end of my day…

a poem by Sudarshan Madhav Karhale

Day spent playing games,
books burning in the flames.
Eyes dried out of water;
confused myself–
what is the matter?

Started reading first a chapter;
thought to relax and enjoy after.
But my phone was lying beside;
I kept my studies instantly aside.

Decided at the beginning
to resume after one;
followed multiple in succession
once previous was done.

My head hurts watching the screen;
wonder how long on I have been.
Still staring into this virtual window,
trying to describe my situation in a flow.

Under my warm rug,
when it is already hot;
planning for tomorrow,
with a worried mind–
whether it will fulfil or not.