Wants Poem by Kikee Doma Bhutia

Wants! ! !
Its not me,
Atleast not me,
Who stood there in front of you
Its your thoughts
And those imagining you do
Which you bought down
Through the glare of a sunset
Among those horizon
Where clouds and the sky met
No, it shouldn't be me
Because i dont care
And there is no time for me to be there
Right from the start that was clear
It was your wretched soul
Disguised in despair
Which seek the solace so rare
No one can compare
Even if it would be fine
I would use the simple rhyme
To turn you again the hope you climb
As with every passing time
No, its not me,
It cannot be
Because i don't simply want to be! ! !
Kikeyla Doma KaleonPa