To be loved by all
But wanted by none
This is the curse of the sign.

Patiently waiting its turn at affection
But shutdown every turn it gets.

The perspiration of desperation dripping down it's sullied face
Drip Drop, Drip Drop
And still it cries out in anguish, in pain
But nobody gives a damn, watching it drown in its tears
This is the curse of the sign

Hoping, praying for something, anything to show it some care.
But there it remains for neglect
To dwell in squalor and pain
Drip Drop Drip Drop

Your every touch is sensual,
it brings me deep sensations
that give me great arousal ,
I can't control the emotions.

With you every moment,
my joy becomes boundless.
Your body's rythymic movements
attest your romantic prowess.

My heart now lies in your cage,
savouring daily its slavery .
My heart is in love rage.
I can't control the fury.

I am enthralled by your love,
even when I try to escape,
my heart won't move ,
without you it can't cope.

Happy, Sad
Confused, Frustrated
Vexed, Tired

I’ve got bunch of questions I would love to ask you
My MAKER
That’s if we could meet?
I don’t want to die now either.

Probably you will burn me down, out of anger,
With your ever blazing fire!
Maybe cause of the crazy Questions I’ve got.
Questions like.

Why does MONEY, have to be the main Factor?
Why not something much easier to get like STONES,
LEAFS, WOOD???

The air breathed homey smells
down the corridor
The kitchen blew hot spices
sweet and sour went to war

There were voices in excitement
I heard them rise and fall
Low rumbles of adults
children laughing in the hall

There were Indians and Pilgrims
a costume here and there
There was a great, long table
that was flanked with many chairs

I peeked into the kitchen
I saw pots of food galore
Covered dishes sat a waiting
in the oven, several more