Ben Satia is my cousin, and a wonderful poet too, his poems do inspire me alot :-
Even though it was a mistake of sorts
Made the entire soup taste bad
And of course it made you sad.
That person you cursed out loud
Was a moment that made you proud
Just to sit and think it over
To realize it made you sober.
Whatever you did the other day
Which you never knew would make you pay
A price you couldn’t put in figures
But made your heart loose it’s tugor.
We take for granted the gift of life
As sometimes it feels like a busted pipe
With abundance of everything we desire
When someone searches on until they tire
To you, it means nothing but it means more than you think.