I wanna

I wanna steal the sparkle of the stars.

I wanna fly with the gust.

I wanna lick the mountain peaks.

I wanna see the worst and breathe.

I wanna wipe the tears of the grieved.

I wanna hug the dirtiest realities.

I wanna love the ugliest happenings.

I wanna face the tragic facts straight in the eyes.

I wanna be yours someone due to whom you didn’t give up.

I wanna be a hard to be harmed object, like a shrub.

I wanna live the way that death may not vanish my name.

I hope these are not just my thoughts but a yet to come reality, a fame.

I wanna live this life, the blessing itself at its fullest.

For death is what, to which everyone is destined to often its ways are cruelest.



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