Thursday 15 September 2016

Dinner..

Dinner prepared that I said.. And I prepared with delight,
Any one willing.. Then may I serve you the dinner.. Your right,

Of course.. To ask me to serve you at your piquant places,
Don't worry I won't come in.. To rob you of ur comforts n graces,

Shall stand at your door steps.. Shall n won't even give a peep,
To your surroundings n what else.. In me emotions run deep,

To heart n mind n perhaps in body n soul.. That say trouble none,
Interfere none.. Respect their freedom n comforts.. And be some,

That took n takes stance in life.. Much like those taking right sides with nation,
These too live in comforts their blood pumps in ecstasy n elation,

Whenever these all as their natural habit see some thing great being happen,
These enjoy n so do I.. Difference may be in comforts.. So what I reckon...