Reach out

It was a pristine restaurant,

I ordered the food what I want,

I sat there tired from a long journey.

Waiting there to gobble all in a hurry.

It was a long time, food did not arrive,

I was dejected and hopeless, trying to strive.

He came with a sandwich not so yummy.

I was disillusioned by the oozing honey.

I explained him the situation,

A different order with variation.

This time I ate my stomach full,

I got my energy, so like a bull.

When your desires are not coming thru',

Reach out to people, you can make it true.

You will not get what you want, unless you yearn,

Speaking out loud make it work I learn.

This poem has been written for "A week for Writing"