Beg for change: A poem

Hundred broken dreams in sight
I tried to fly but fell in fright
My wished broken, a shallow knife
My lullabies standing at the edge of life

The sky lit up in a thousand lights
I wiped my sadness and watched the night
My future blinking with a cry
A lonely heart mixed with a narrow sky

Every dream I had always kept
Came to haunt me and the wishes crept
I stared at the bridge and quietly wept
The lakes beyond and stars to let

Hundred ways but none in sight
Doors all closed but under it light
Wished for rain and came the night
Past I held on with a shabby might

– Jan @jahnavigouri