Desires Have No End Poem by Genc Kastrati

The desires have no end my friend
They are crying and the joy of desired song
Many times loud and many hushed
Corrode the spirit in efforts
How much they wake like bitter waves
When the longing of the soul is burnt
They travel with our walking while waiting
On the ground we step to for years
Like tyrants of ourselves we hush
About the destination of desires
That many times remain in the mid of the roads
Like the Cups hang on the walls of life
So colors of glow and those reflected dark
When in a desire blasts the envy not arrived
How much longing to catch the silhouette alive
How much merciless swallowing over desires of the other one
When we raise above the personal mania
And to reach even where we couldn't walk away.