Wish

Have you ever had that 11:11 wish that comes true,

Wondering about a second leads to brewing;

Things which make you insane

And you started with a new frame...

Here when you stand still wondering

Can't distinguish the curveballs falling

Helplessly just engrossed every other thing desolately

What else she needed now to behave conventionally

A thin membrane of hope snails,

At first, nothing has changed;

There she summoned that nightmare!

Is what she truly doing to commence...

See, she is seeing as saffron

Though once she hasn't got one;

What if the soul is still unchaperoned

That wish trapped insanely to conned...!