The Fire of Desire
Pravat Kumar Mandal
I want to fly on the wings of desire
Losing way I want to be a traveller
I want to walk on the fire of desire
In the heart I want to be a preacher.
By the verses I want to be a poet
With the immortal love I want to create
Such a world where there'll be no trace of hate
I'll keep my love in my heart and protect.
In the moonlit night I praise my being
In the fire of desire I'll keep her awaken.
In my core full of passion and feelings
With the ballads I want to be maudlin.
My monk mind is looking for the pleasures
All such desires are engrossed in gestures.
[ 01/08/2020 ]
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