Wanting, a poem

Wanting

Set out, or came by way of desire

Set aside meaningful love

For a place nearer the fire

You have been found wanting.

Longing or wanting what is greener

Pursuing that, not in hand

And thus, left, unwholesome, faded as jean

Bound to that want, rather the life of mean.

Looking around, only to find

Always missing from life

Found by all, wanting in soul and mind

This wanting has a cost and it will cause lost.

Terrible to be, worse to know

A place or person of wanting

Troubled, guided only by show

A want is no color, casts no glow.

While making life, and being whole

Are, not made by things

But how we help them grow

And still, you have been found wanting.

Now, left alone, late in light

Still, evermore wanting

That life, that thing, that awful plight

Shall you want no more!