Desires Poem by Eden Trinidad

DESIRES
Consumed by the burning desire
of our own anxious cares
"Like a deer that pants for water."
We lust for glory, wealth and power.
Like King Nebuchadnezzar
who hankered to rule the Babylonians,
The Desire for truth and vengeance
as mothers mourned for their slain sons.
Some Desire nothing but to cut short their life
Because of disgrace, wallowing in the pit despondence.
Some men Desire to roam the world like Jim Rogers
Who navigated the world in his motor bicycle.
Others Desire to gain more knowledge in the timelessness of skies.
They Desire to be the best and be at the top of Forbes lists.
Like a love ~ struck teenager eyeing the man of her dreams.
Ah, Desire will never be devoured by the fire!
Desire will always make innuendoes that creep in the muted silence of our hearts.
As men continue to desire the riches of here, now and herein after
May we desire not the glittering jewels,
But be steadfast in wanting pristine affection
Like ribbons unfurling the sheen of each and every pearl.

Copyright: Eden S Trinidad

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2019