A Wish Poem by Sourabh Mishra

I don't wish success or riches in my life,
Not even willing to be great.
not eager to know my future,
Nor even dissatisfied with my fate...

To be true,
It will be a great pleasure,
if I find you,
Waiting for me somewhere...

People may call you cruel,
I think they are fool.
You are humble and kind,
You favor the mankind...

Though you take away their lives,
but you put their misery to an end
you finish all the strife,
you have your way, your wend...

I know, very soon this road will end,
towards you, every minute I tend.
And that's my destiny, my fate
Till then I won't do anything but wait...