Would you be so kind, as to not visit me anymore?

Why do you arrive, with infuriating punctuality?

When you know how well I do without you?

When each time, I wish for your ‘homecoming’ to end –

But your schedule has never any amends!

Making me dismal seems to be your speciality,

How much I detest you – I don’t think you know the gravity!

(But of course, you must have an inkling –

because could you not have sensed my heart sinking!)

Oh, Why couldn't you be more like your cousin;

Whose arrival is awaited by dozens?

The One who spreads joy, one who doesn't annoy -

The One whose sole presence is a reason to enjoy!

The cousin who when goes, leaves behind fond memories,

And takes away with him all of life’s worries..  

The one with whom we all want more time

(Although - it’s true, he never inspired me to rhyme! )

Dear Sunday Night, here is a request :

Please go away, never to come back without consent;

And even if you must, please don’t bring along, the one who attracts even worse feelings,

You know it’s your close relative – the despicable Monday Morning!