Strange People

I had the past life of a kid,
Who was lost in a crowd!
And hopped like a tamed monkey,
With a smile of giving to all around, their dues!

I was a dancer wearied of crowds,
But my steps made a lot faces smile!
And my little feet fainted at night,
With the pain of a pair of heavy anklets!

I was fun as I walked their paths,
And they flocked to my hut every day,
To quench their thirst and lay their loads,
Though the vessels went dry for a drop of love!

When in thirst, a day, I strayed away,
Off the usual roads of logic and lust!
And a world brought me a map,
To take me back to it's party homes!

Shrugged of a plan and a costly costume,
That they offered to woo me to their trap,
As they knew me as a wild kid, and-
At last in despair they named me an outcast!

Never I knew my destiny and any road,
But I ever loved the thought of you and a love!
Now I lay in your lap, this late hour of a night,
You wake me up in the middle of this lucid zest,
To tell me of all your love and lovely dreams,
To lavish on our off the road trip of untamed fleshes!