My Wish

I am envious to wind.
It touches you.
It kisses you.
Never waits for your kind.

I am envious to sunlight.
It brightens your complexion.
It warms you
as if it is it's birth right.

I am envious to rain.
It showers on you.
Wets your every parts
but I only gaze in vain.

I am envious to flower,
when you smell,
it kisses your lips
if you take near.

I am envious to butterfly.
It can sit on your brest
to suck verdure.
I want to be so sly.

I know I am unfortunate.
I wish to take birth
as natural phenomenon or inferior soul
to change my fate.