Flames of desires are burning inside of me,
Desires that aren’t justified;
But these desires made me to see,
Why my soul got ripped and cried...
These desires are frozen by now,
But they are still there,
reminding their presence;
With every passing day;
they hurt more,
They more I try to move them;
the faster they grow…
My subtle presence may not be noticed,
But these desires are just too loud;
They prick me;
they haunt me;
they make me cry,
And wounds they leave;
they keep bleeding…
These wounds have now become painless scars
But they are still there bleeding…!!!
The desires burning inside of me…!!!
