Burning In The Wind-Storms of Desire. A Sonnet by Manatita
Burning in the wind-storms of desire, my boat sails,
I consume many fishes-- a hurricane of hails!
Recklessly riding the tsunami waves, I rush madly,
Driven by a drunken crave, to appease this scorching sea.
Enslaved by a wind of passionate tornados,
My sail’s on fire, but I do not sense my woes.
Not filled nor conquered, this wanton ageless struggle,
Alas! Alas! This ship begins our huddle.
Down to the lashing waves; the mercilessly pointed rocks,
Still not replenished, by my numerous sen-so-ry stocks.
All would be gone because of shameless goals!
Grace from above has saved my sodden Soul.
Reposed and in the calm of Peace, my Lover’s brought,
The peerless; birthless Source, of my eternal Heart. – Manatita.
The Lantern Carrier. Copyrighted, 11th January, 2016.
~ Awakening The Inner Light ~
The ephemeral raging and burning fire within
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