I drink water from Oceans and lakes, Trying to quench the eternal thirst,
I drowned myself, still remained thirsty,
Filled my lungs with foam and water,
With my soul solitary sole,
Desirous to become a whole,
Veiled with unveiled secrets,
Wailing for my love, to mourn my loss,
I dived into dark liquid blue,
In dire need of satisfying the curiosity,
Do I fly? Or do I dive?
I caught a glamorous sight,
Something really new,
Having never seen this colourful blue,
I just longed for water; never found so
I gulped more and more,
But my immense thirst,
Never quenched by any drop,
I wasted little of my time,
Making dark vague stabs,
Not knowing my enshrouded gifts,
Yes! I can dive and fly too.
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Eternal Thirst
PoetryEternal Thirst is about the endless desires, Which is not going to fulfill ever in the history of life. It's about the innate abilities, and secrets wearing mask. Oceans and leaks are not enough to quench the thirst of soul. The more you dive for f...
