The Burning Desire

The Burning Desire

The Burning desire

That seeps within

Who knows - from what, where

Fire keeps burning.

The Burning desire

Deep within

Burns with me

and my thoughts and dream

The Burning desire

scorching my heart

And my mind suffers

from blistering heat

The Burning desire

ceases to stop

The piercing heat

melting carrion

The Burning desire

with me its burns

The glowing incandescence

My ashes flew hereon

The Burning desire

Its my funeral pyre

The fire will burn

Till I am gone.

The desire seeks no end
The desire drives and stops

The desire leaps and descends
 The desire fuels the very fire
and the desire burns
and within me
The Burning desire

-        Tarun Mitra

27^th February, 2012

© Tarun Mitra

Last Post for 2011

With 1^st January, 2012 just few hours away, I think it would be the best time to summarize my entire 2011. Speaking about my blogs, I wouldn’t say it was a great year, I wrote and posted much lesser than I did last year, but for everything else this year has been a watershed.

If life is collection of moments: and moments making events: and events making memories, then this year have been a collection of all type of memories, the good, the bad and the ugly; with each one leaving a deep impression.

Like something written in sand, impressions in life too gets washed away with the sprinkling waves of future, or the quite torrent in the horizon of life. Nothing is permanent; nothing is predictable except of course writing about them.

Today, at this juncture I am not apologetic that I don’t write further, I am not apologetic that I led someone cross my life, I am not apologetic that I ignored the requirement of my eyes and avoided specs, I am not apologetic that I prefer to stay aloof, I am not apologetic that I don’t give alms to beggars, I am not apologetic that my demeanor is of an angry young man, I am not apologetic that I talk straight and I am not apologetic for being me.

Happy New Year to you all

 Logging off from 2011

Tarun