i wished much more
and did so less
to deserve
a miracle of a kind
in my little untidy world
i am such a weird soul
asking more and
asking more
never ever trying so hard
hard enough
to share a joy
going out of my way
to be so very kind
i am a freak
in a way
for i have a million chances
and i let them all go
and never do i
regret as such
for the loss that occurred
so perfectly
in my presence
and i never wondered why
and all this time
i felt something was amiss
and eventually
i tend to realize
that i was the fool
that danced and went
to the perfect hell
in spite of every sign board
showing me ways
to a
perfect heaven.