FLEETING DESIRES
By Lesira Rampa
In the depths of my recollection, I can still feel the first flicker of longing
My feet drowned in quick sand..
A chill of doom jolting down my spine
My heart in despair , couldn’t withstand…
And hope a sheer mirage at a distant horizon
I yearn for a dream whose haunting melody turtures my thoughts
I am but a ghost in a choir,
My song of pleas unheard by the universe’s attentive ear
Alluring lover, skilled with the art of seduction
Whispering sweet nothings to my soul,
tentalizing yet not mine for the taking
Adversity has me by the lapels
Clinging on with claws so sharp…
Suffocating as I let out a faint cry of helplessness
In this dark room that engulfs me, my next step unveils barriers and trials near
Blocking paths once clear
Struggling in the darkness where lone and despair are companions
The sun rises – each streak of his rays a reminder
Of aspirations left to wither
Still the world spins
I’ve become a shadow fading into indifference’s backdrop
Bound by chains of vanity
My fragile bud stands,
Yet its petals tremble, uncertain of the strength to bloom
O Cosmic artist of destiny!
Let my canvas be touched by thy brush of grace…
With nibble hands restitch this fabric of fate…
I beseech you!