Bad Wishes
I wish for all bad than good,
All that could guarantee pains.
Because for all good wishes,
I reap burn,
All discomforts.
Every shooting star
Brought misery.
But maybe...
Maybe if I could wish for Knives,
All will be Adversed.
If every morning I could pray
For the blazing fire to consume me,
Maybe I might find joy.
I mean How many..?
How many wishes for Presidency?
But in every generation, Zumas are few,
Though Millions made a wish.
Maybe paradox is life.
Just Maybe...
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