Supper on the plate,
Mouth watering,
I waited.
The first ever time,
I felt glad,
My eyes twinkled,
Even in its dead.
Anticipation, fruitful.
The bowl of common rice,
With some curry plain,
Accompaniments few,
No desserts, to add topping,
To life's dull parade.
Yet, I sat down,
Waiting, waiting.
And then finally,
My face did light up-
The man had left, paying for his meal,
And my eyes could only see- leftovers, calling me over.
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its amazing how u relate things to real life.. its amazing how u njoy life..
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