Wasn'T To Be Mine Poem by Mustanseer Sadarwala

Why for all the people,

It just wasn’t me?

Why for all the reasons,

It wasn’t meant to be?



For all the belonging,

And longing went in vain.

And all that was left for me,

Was just empty pain.



What was it that I lacked,

So as to not deserve?

For I had waited, had prepared,

And had many reserve.



I had admired, had savoured,

Had made all the space;

For the object of desire,

For the pretty lovely face.



But there conjured an envy,

Whose aura let me sore.

And its not that I am envy,

But why else worthy more?



What that had with it,

Now I know I that have less.

It was all about laughter,

Happiness brings happiness.



So now that I am knowing,

I have never brought a smile.

I thought forgetting to frown,

But it took more than a while.



Cause this is what they told me,

All the learned I met.

That someone could be taught anew,

But cannot learn to forget.



So one more thing that I liked,

I couldn’t do or have or be.

Things and people will fall for others,

But it would never be me!



All that I have liked,

I have found seldom in my strife.

And so will I have to keep living,

This empty limited life?