Water!

a palatte of desires

What an act you put?
Calling me a strange fruit
An apple of all sins
Is it your overwhelming despise?
Or melting commotion of longing?

You visit my empty hands
That draws intermittent nourishment
Feeding my malice
In my secluded hours
Why do you keep governing my untamed thoughts?

Your oriental mood tempts
When you pretend to ignore
Like a dagger eager to pierce
Through my secluded belongings
Why I fail to satiate you every time?

You are my escapes
When my land failed to reap a word
And when my heart was scared to yearn for a gift
How random you are born and you rift!
Teach me your courtesy
Take this me as me
Come to my last embers to stay
Come to satiate my word
Come when I’m at bay
Come as my master, as my lord