25/10/2010 22:30
Desire is the well that quenches our thirst
The well in which we drown and die away
Desire make us falter and lose our way
Ways are carved by desire to give us direction
Desire-less life is dry, hard and barren
Like the earth parched for want of water
Desire comes like a storm in a calm sea
Leaves a trail of destruction along its way
Desire is a cool cloud on a hot summer day
That sends forth a drizzle to rejuvinate
Desire is a force,not the culprit, my friend
Its we do not know how to deal with it