Yearning for water in the desert,
Running miles for it, soaked with sweat, dead with hunger,
Yearning for water in the desert,
Walking miles, only to see nothing, but a mirage.
Evoking passion for you deep into the soul,
Fulfilling that passion, with dread, joy, and love,
Evoking passion for you deep into the soul,
Running, chasing, you, only to find nothing, but a mirage of you.
Your beauty burns through me,
Pops out my veins and there boils all the desires,
Your elegance, cools off me, makes the heaviest of anger go away,
You burn inside me, and I burn with you.
Still, chasing you, with passion,
Running with thirst,
Walking miles in hunger, I end up in middle of nowhere,
Only to find, Nothing, but a mirage.
Quench me off this thirst,
Fill my desires, pop open my veins,
Let my body bleed with your love, your desires, your passion,
For I am tired, chasing your mirage,
Rip me off my desires, shed my love, and, end me.
© Ashraf Shaikh