My Hunger

It yearns to be filled It yearns to be satiated It yearns, To stop growling, To stop aching, Pulsating! It yearns, To stand tall and proud As if, It were the inner energy of the cosmos Much needed to allow this mysterious sphere To keep on being! Why, hunger sustains itself only by being fed If not, Hunger leads to death And it, In the secret diary of my soul Writes of itself, Of its most intimate blushes, Of its dirty desires Of its mystical essence Of its hidden pores, Of it real nature, Known as Love, Love, as has been willed by the skies! I have been hungering for it Even before I took birth on an Earth Which belongs not to me I have been hungering for it As madly as addicts do for their euphoria! I have been hungering ever since The skies whispered to me the word of it I have been hungering And shall keep doing so As long as I shall have enough strength to carry me! Should it happen that my hunger is fed not My death carriage would be waiting for me Ready to take me to there Where matter exists not Where only darkness thrives In a most peaceful silence! Why, it has become the cause of my life It has become my meaning My purpose, my reason to exist May it open up to me, The canal leading to the source of its flow May it bloom as if it were a much loved flower May it cease to hurt Drowned in seas of warmth! Pray, may it be satiated, This God given hunger of mine! "Hunger" Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Silent One Written on 22 July 2019