Desire Poem by Dr. Baishali Bhaumik Mitra

I have a desire
to fly a kite
up above the dense cloud,
running in frenzy along with,
yelling and screaming in joy;
my hair flying in hysteria,
cutting the mountain breeze
in an untamed frenzy.

I have a desire
to be a rhythm
and stream along a river,
still thirsty and searching
for a destination;
yet flowing in a whirling passion,
traveling every nook and corner,
carrying a few sticks, a dropp of tear
and some sighs.

I have a desire
to float a boat
in the torrent of my tears,
making it bounce in passion.
My boat will break the sand dunes,
carry a lump of earth in it,
like those merciless memories,
yet surge with the same gusto
like a pealing echoing laughter.

In these desires I see another sky
lurking behind this one.
In these desires I see another Sun
waiting with open arms.
In these desires I see myself.