Fill my cup, provide me some more

     17.1     Platform of life celebrates the on-going saga
                 Put on your shoes, invites the dancing floor

      17.2    Locked am I, in my own cage, bewildered
                 Provide me the key, show me the door

       

      17.3    In turbulent waters, my oars support me not

                 Time to encash your promise, distant is the shore

      17.4    Cup remains insatiate, bounties abound  avail not  
                 Which lure remains yet, kept for me in store

      17.5    Play with the body, and be done with it
                 Preach not O Father, so says the whore

       17.6   Your coming, I await, without phone, SMS or promise
                 May be bizarre for you, it’s my love hard-core

       17.7    There is time still for the dawn, O Mitwa
                  Fill my cup, provide me some more

                                              ......by Mitwa Vishwa