On the battlegrounds of ....

The Devas on one side
The other, the demons, the Danavas
(In a tussle private, {loosely based on the legendary Amrut Manthan})

Each tugging mightily at the object of desire
Heave-ho, heave-hum
The turmoil within, like the stormy sea
Leaves in its wake, tired limbs, a clouding of vision

A while later
All is at peace, the nectar is partaken of
The battle is finally won
On the grounds of Waterloo watery eye-lids
The Devas, they, emerge victorious
For, what, if not sleep, is heavenly?

(Especially post-lunch, bang in the middle of a working day, never mind the fact that it was of less than 5 minutes in duration)

Current Music (and coincidentally very aptly titled) : We Are The Champions by Queen