At a point of time
     We all have received
            Or
Made a wrong phone call
But the right phone call
       Ever
Is the one from our hearts

It rings at the right time and for the right person

At the beginning of this poem
I had in  mind  a  glass   shape
And  so  i  carefully   designed
   Each line,carefully written
      Emptied chardonnay
          Down my throat      
             But the poem
               Not quite as
                 It should
                   Be,some
                    Lines
     ­               Were
                  Too long
               My spellings
           Were very wrong
       And my rhyming scheme
as well as the shape, had completely
Disappeared by the  end  of  it  all
            Just a wine glass

Several years have passed
Hopes held so high
Maybe one day you will,
Come back to us on your own will

Daddy couldn't talk about you
Fear of your mention becoming a torture
Your sudden disappearance
Pulling mother and father down

She's only thirteen now
Mother is aging you know
But everyday's question,
Will you come back to us?

All your dreams i'll fulfill
Promises you made i will
But our hearts are left in dispair
Tearsdrops like raindrops

I won't blame God's plan
But the hole left inside never filled
Souls left in torn
Squeezed in thorns
We really miss you,our miss

As i put down my pen
This is the last drop
Your wish is us to be happy
Its up than the spirits

Your creations,i will handle
Your dreams,i'll take
Upon my shoulders i make
To fulfill them for you
But this is my last drop

You left me in the pit
You said i couldn't fit
To you it was lit
I becoming a deadbeat
    Useless kit

I lost my feet
You said i wasn't fit to fit on your sit or your feet
And you meant it
And now am the heat
I bet you need my hint

I was in need
But we couldn't meet
I had to feed on a rotten meat and seeds
I had to read,on how to bleed
In pain with no gain
I lived in a train with strains of pain and strains
Tied with chains of ails,fixed with wrecked nails
Now that am the heat
You need my hint

Your success was so brief
Like my belief in grief
The lord turned the leaf and now you are stiff
In just a glimpse,you fell off the cliff

The "ME" you used to tease
Is now at peace
Taking life at ease
Now that am the heat
You need my hint

I didn't cause your fall
But now its me you call
You had no feelings,such a doll!
Your actions i recall
But now i will stand tall
And take a stroll
Roll a poll on what to install against your fall

You treated me ill
But that's not my skill
I got a drill because your dreams i cant ****
Instead,your dreams i'll refill
And that's my will
Now am the heat
You need my hint

I hope you remember
The last December
I wasn't a member
In all your tenders
You were busy with that gender
Occupied by your own agenda
While i focused on the calendar
With one agenda
To be a leader
Not only a leader but a winner
And a mentor
For all the gender
Now i'm the heat
You need my hint