Of Want and Desire

I felt lost.

My chest felt heavy in question
Woe gripped my heart's flesh
Hungrily scraping the tender, warm flesh
The drum of every second
I felt like being ripped backwards
Like a helpless mussel in the grip of roaring waves
I struggled to breathe in my own tears.
Every tear sizzled with my burning desire,
Scorching the beauty of the moment
That painful throb in my chest,
To tear the skin of comfort I sought refuge in,
Like the painful push of a butterfly in its cocoon
That stubborn flame that refused to be hushed,
To survive the agony greatness burdens you with

Kindling the flame of great want and desire
For the droplets of comfort to evaporate
And let the wanted thirst of greatness reign
The lusciously tempting fruit man chases
But few survive the storm greatness carries along
Most men often wither too early,
And few possess the strength to stay afloat.

That powerful voice that left ripples
Painfully trying to push me to greatness
The moisture clinging to my eyelids
Yearns for a silent death
In the grip of the flames of greatness
That I surrender to,
To be scalded to ashes,
To breathe and soak greatness
And never return,
Until it seeps into my thick blood and bones
Until my lungs suck every drop of it
And hushes every throbbing atom in my body.

My soul weeps adieu
And I become the canvas,
For greatness to unravel and play with colours
Till I become that arresting piece of art,
Your eyes will relish.