blame it on my insatiable Desire
or the buried, invisible dormant fire
I still strive to forget those instances
that killed me hard to take away the chances
and now I live this life showing no traces
I pretend ignorant and wear different faces
but the unquenched flames of Desire still persist
because it is there to fuel me up, so I exist
and when this dies the heart will stop beating
the mind will cease and soul will start retreating
O the centre of my burning desire wake up!
you had given me what no one could ever take up
I was fortunately human so I surrendered
but what have you lost ever you wondered?