I belonged to an island sweet and small,
all my feeling friends lived together through every dawn.
Everyone was happy, cool and funny
a big storm disturbed the whole harmony.
The water started rising and we got scared!
LOVE had and idea, he quickly made a keel.
Every feeling boarded the boat, only one was left behind
LOVE got down to see who it was, it was none other than EGO the boss.
Ego was a big fat ball, unable to push in the yacht
in spite of rise in water, love had to do his job.
Everyone requested love to come(in the boat) but love was made to love
he stood till the last through ups and downs though all feelings left the hope.
Slow and steadily love vanished seen dry and dead
he gave his best and never left his job unattended! - SANJANA BHATE