Desire— An intruder

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In the black and white of life,

I was looking for my part

The shades of gray kept calling

To find a place in my heart

Unveiling my heart ,I let it in

It was desire, it’s new queen

eclipsing to the entirety, it whispered

Your life now is my pallanquin

It made tree it’s pen , sea became the ink

Mind under it’s rule, took orders to think

The haughty desire becoming a tyrant

Burnt my heart with thousand fires

Enough you have roamed , go and sleep

My heart wailed , with wounds so deep

Don’t bind your heart, it’s to be set free

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11 thoughts on “Desire— An intruder”

  2. Life or heart without desire has no meaning. I liked the words like palanquin, and sea as ink or tree as pen. Beautiful imagery. Well penned, Reena, once again👍💐💖

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