He Heard All my Wishes... ( a poem)

I had no wings to fly,

But I admired the sky.

I went to His altar,

And wished if I could fly.

And He gave me, a pair of broken wings.

I desired to smell, touch and feel

Soft, red roses, in great deal.

I went to His altar,

And wished if I could have a few.

And He gifted me, roses encaged in glasses.

I was living in darkness and gloom,

I wanted the moon to bloom.

I went to His altar,

And wished to have the moon.

He handed over the moon, but my eyes went blind.

I found the world affected,

And found myself, neglected.

I went to His altar,

And said, “I want you, just you….”

He came, touched my soul …, left me all alone