My Wishes And

My wishes and Saturday,29th January 2022 No specified times and endless wishes not seconds, minutes or hours pass miles ahead, I see it with vision's glass I bid goodbye along with waiving mass with the hope that an earth shall grow a green grass wishes are flown an anxiety has grown within life pains with loss or gain the ideas still remain life seems like a big ocean human life is useless if we fail to meet the challenges and mismanage it will throw you out of gear causing frustration and fear Dr Hasmukh Mehta D. Lit, Folt World poet laureate © Hasmukh A. Mehta