What do I wish for?
A small poetry, invented from the wish list that might be more common wish then flying like a bird in childhood for adults or teenager, the age you realize the real meaning of love.
What do I wish for ?
I wish for a small walk under moonlight,
Hand in hand, head tilted towards the other.
Weight lifted off my shoulder as I laughed genuinely.
What do I wish for?
I wish for someone with whom all mundane things become fun.
Gazing stars or plants,
Watching a cat lick its paws clean.
A scoop of ice cream melting away,
Because we are unable to stop yapping.
What do I wish for?
I wish for a person who knows me more than me.
Knows I’m sad but won’t point it out,
Because I hate it.
Tell me the most lame joke to pull me out of my head.
What do I wish for?
I wish for someone I can call mine and be called mine.
Not possessively but like a chosen one.
I just wish to belong..
Is that really too much to wish for?