My Birth...

Dipped in the ink of emotions My words finally speak volumes As the heart rows along The riverside you belong. Day and night, I wait aficionados, In hope to catch your glimpse Energyzing my physiological clock To accomplish all I am meant to rock Only 'cause you sprinkled the spice And transformed me to taste As an awesome dish served Winning everyone's heart. A tiny minuscule on face of earth I never thought I could be of worth Had you not touched me, ever Craving me like a potter. Down on earth like a dust under foot I would have traveled, without root Slashed, crushed, and dumped For I was no more good than to shake off indeed.. Your very eyes, lifted me high up And with your hands, you picked me up Mixed with water and kneaded gently Until you made me slimy and smoothy. Not even tired or wierd, you got But on potter's wheel, me you put Rolling it in full speed, while Your hands gave me my profile For you could see my beauty Even when I was not so charmy. You perceived my new look Even when it was nowhere in book. I owe you my gratitude For donning me with attitude As now I too have an identity And a worth, called dignity. Never I thought I could be more Better than just dust on crust, dear I owe you my everything For you made me, value as something.