Wish Poem by Nitya Swaruba

Thoughts of longing, of fantasy daunt
I lay in bed drenched in their haunt
When I wake comes the break of dawn
Clad with another spell of my wants
Wishes

To wish for it all, I can sink no lower
To wish or not at all is in my power
I crave for one thing with ease
That my soul be left alone in peace
Forever

Sometimes I wish I had a rifle
To burn a hole in the minds of people
Who swim endlessly in vicious circles
Clinging on to their helpless lifestyles
Mindless

From certain things I've kept my distance
Of which I do not allow a single instance
I remain free, now I only have fun
Fulfilling my strongest wish, my job is done
Now

My wish is nobody's command
It's my wish, nobody else can grant
I live in the world I create, I scream out loud
I wish only for what I can bring about
Truly

Seldom something sparks a fire
In me, makes my heart burn with sudden desire
It's a rarity so astounding
When it comes along, I hear a pounding
Inside

A feeling so overwhelming in my heart
A yearning for whatever pierced me like a dart
The sweet rain of indulgence pours, I begin to wish
A wish I want to share, for moments I can cherish
Together.