Desire

On a rough furious day when the sun was gazing with fire

A small innocent girl sneaked inside the store to quench her desire

 

Drenched in the overwhelming thirst, she raised her hand

And progressed towards the shelf where leftover bottles stand,

 

Struggling to find some droplets in the bottles of sweet beverage

But with the passage of time she began to lose her leverage

 

A bottle after another she was hastily moving her eyes

Desperately seeking the sight where that majestic liquid lies

 

In irresistible covetousness, she began to curse her fate

Why this lust? Why this need? Why the heaven has closed its gate

 

 

This overpowering desolation was making her stab her heart

To kill this lust, to kill this desire, she prayed to the thou art

 

Why do you pour this yearning when the fulfillment is beyond my reach?

Why am I left behind when you fulfil the needs of each?

 

She clutched her head in her hands as the tears form a stream

Some footsteps, she heard, coming from behind and that rhythm began to shatter this dream

 

She stood up staggering and hid in that weeping state

Those footsteps progressed near the shelf and placed a new leftover bottle crate

 

When the voice faded, she peaked a little while wiping that tear stream

Her heart began to skip the beat and the sight caused her eyes to gleam

 

A half-drunk bottle of luscious liquid was staring at her face

With heavy footsteps and lustrous eyes, she walked towards it at a slow pace

 

With all her might, she grasps that bottle and placed it near her lips

She closed her eyes to relish the essence as she took the sips

 

Her heart began praying for that person who left the bottle half filled

  For God grants what the pure heart has willed

Reviews

[EdwinWilke]

Great poem! I liked the way it rhymed