#WritcoPoemChallenge
If only wishes can come true,
I have one or two or maybe a few,
And they're all about you,
And more about the light in you,
That kept me moving, when mists drew,
That curtain of delusion, to hide you.

If only I could see as others see you,
I have a desire to become one in few,
And think of nothing but you,
And more about mercy in you,
That kept me alive, as a maiden dew,
That gleams in the sun to stay for you.



© Smita Bakshi