Accompanied with happiness and love
Oh! wow how well it looks in a platter
Beautifully designed with cheese and butter
Tasted taste nothing is new
Bit by bit but gets bitter
Get yourself ready
Once obtained delight couldn't long shine
Hence understood gift I got wasn't mine
A gift of a cake, beautifully made
In a mold of a house, it was baked
Though I know it wasn't mine
I kept it, to avoid pain
I am among plenty of plateform
To present me and to perfom
Unnecessarily diverted to unknown direction
So, back on track with this realisation
Though how much good it looked
It had to be cut
And also not mine, it's been already booked