Wish…something you want
But you can never have
Darkness and sadness shrouds within me
Wish means to desire something
Something usually you can’t have
Envy
Which is closest to wish
Envy is wish since it’s to desire
Lust is another variety of wish
But more deadly and sexual
I wish
I desire
Wish hurts you.
The desire builds up inside
And the little lie wish, turns into envy
And the envy sometimes turns to lust
It’s difficult to stop making wishes, when one desires something
A wish is depressing and empty when it doesn’t happen
But wishes are illusions of our fantasy
That’s what makes a wish a little lie…
“A wish”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem