A heart , a mind
A soul in search of a sign.
Drops of desires in the pool of a heart,
bubbles of dreams from which the mind cant be apart.In every bosom blossoming,
The desire of being someone,
The desire of becoming something.
In every psyche blooming,
The dream of being loved,
The dream of something happening.
Lost hope cannot bring the death of desire.
Every soul- small , young, old has a fire,
Of everlasting immortal desire.
Reach out and spread your wings.
Out there for you, is your desire waiting.