A wish to have a gun.......by garima dixit

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Wishes and desires never end. We are never satisfied with what we ended up doing. Wanting this and after that, a lot more is human nature. As a child being innovative and creative the things especially I wanted are never given by my parents as they are useless for me. Asking them a self mobile phone at the age of 14 gonna be my biggest mistake. Taking permission for riding a bike at the age of 14 gonna be again the biggest mistake. So being a normal silent and obedient child can be the best way to be safe. Or else wish to have a gun will always poke me.

Today I'm here with a self-written poem on one of my wishes to have a gun. I hope you all gonna enjoy it.

 A WISH TO HAVE A GUN

The age when I was a child,

A stranger tried to shoot me at the site,

That day my attraction wasn't a spear,

But I wish to have a gun,

To make people like them scare.

That dark night,

Gave me the power to fight,

That beautiful dream,

When I was holding the gun tight,

And my fingers were on trigger,

Making the fear of that stranger bigger.

The day when I demanded for a gun,

My parents gave me....

but it was just of hundred and one,

I rejected that and requested for a real one..

At last my dad warned me,

My mother scolded me,

But the wish to have a gun still pokes me...

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