My Heart’s Wish Poem by Tina Ashok

My heart has a secret wish.
I need to know what it is.
It wouldn’t tell me if I ask.
Who could help me in my task?

I get kindled in an inner fire
Without finding my heart’s desire.
I must know it and then decide,
Otherwise, the fire will never subside.

I might be an odd fish
To question my heart - “What’s this? ”
There is yet no reply when I ask.
So, I do - simply, empty a wine cask.

Every night I sleep - on a pyre -
Only long after my eyes tire.
I loiter and let things slide,
Wondering why my heart should hide.

My heart has a secret wish.
I need to know what it is.