How I wish
to have wings like Hawks
Flying high above the sky
And dive deep rivers
To be free from all worries and burdens
I wish to be fed with silver-spoon
So as to enjoy the luxuries of the world
I wish I had a better life
Rather than judging mere adversity
With every consequences
I could’ve forgotten and let go of
Each day I wish to find love
Coz, I’m tired fighting for vengeance
If I have one dying wish,
I would buy back lost departed souls
And a supremacy of healing power,
I will heal all dying patient instantly
For death and pain is so fearful.
If wishes comes alive
I wish to turn back time
And start all over again…
But,
I forgot the genuine wish of God:
“The very free gift of life;
The breath each day God puts on us.”
And,
I felt nakedly shameful
For living inside my own fantasy.
I felt very much sorry
For not Thanking enough.
