Hi again,
Just jotting down a poem which I had written long back in my UG first year.

O Luck!Donot Turn On Again!!!!!!!!!!!!!

O luck!fix your ears onto me now,
I'm sending a plea your way;
For a very long time you have not bestowed on me,
those old memoirs old'n gay.

It's been an era I felt your tender touch,
and relished the wishes fulfilled by your magical wand;
Am I no more that lucky as I used to be,
when time was always found to be in my stands.

Ha!I know,you're hallucination,you're mirage,
you're like a person who only proclaims;
You're an ammunition for those who are self-handicapped.
and are afraid of taking on the blames.

So!you are leaving,pl'z grant me one last wish,
I've spent much of my life in your wait but in vain;
You have always taken something from me instead of giving,
now i'm ready to live without you so pl'z donot turn on again.

The poem can be read online as well on http://www.poetry.com/ by searching for my name