White When Desires Rise When desires rise, like whispered flames, Reason fades, forgetting names. A single touch, a glance, a spark, And shadows dance within the dark. Logic waits by reason’s door, Silent now, not heard before, As passion’s pull, fierce and swift, Carries the heart in a headlong drift. The mind’s calm voice grows soft and thin, Drowned by the storm that brews within. A tethered soul breaks loose in flight, Chasing stars in the dead of night. For when desires come into play, The world dissolves in shades of gray. A fevered dream, a hunger deep, Where thoughts lie bound, and senses leap. And though it fades with morning’s call, In desire’s spell, we lose it all— Reason’s hand, its careful sway, Swept aside, when passions play. ©Saleha ashfaq

Saleha ashfaq

अग्नि से जन्मी, अग्नि में खो जाए, वो अमर पंछी, जो राख से फिर उभर आए। हर बार जलकर नया जन्म पाए, अपनी ही भस्म में नयी उड़ान पाए। पंखों में उसके आशा की ज्योत जलती, हर हार के बाद वो फिर से निकलती। आंधियों से टकराकर मुस्कुराती है, फीनिक्स की रूह कभी थकती नहीं, रुकती नहीं। ©kavi Abhishek Pathak

kavi Abhishek Pathak

White All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them. ©beautiful

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White When Desires Rise When desires rise, like whispered flames, Reason fades, forgetting names. A single touch, a glance, a spark, And shadows dance within the dark. Logic waits by reason’s door, Silent now, not heard before, As passion’s pull, fierce and swift, Carries the heart in a headlong drift. The mind’s calm voice grows soft and thin, Drowned by the storm that brews within. A tethered soul breaks loose in flight, Chasing stars in the dead of night. For when desires come into play, The world dissolves in shades of gray. A fevered dream, a hunger deep, Where thoughts lie bound, and senses leap. And though it fades with morning’s call, In desire’s spell, we lose it all— Reason’s hand, its careful sway, Swept aside, when passions play. ©Saleha ashfaq

Saleha ashfaq

अग्नि से जन्मी, अग्नि में खो जाए, वो अमर पंछी, जो राख से फिर उभर आए। हर बार जलकर नया जन्म पाए, अपनी ही भस्म में नयी उड़ान पाए। पंखों में उसके आशा की ज्योत जलती, हर हार के बाद वो फिर से निकलती। आंधियों से टकराकर मुस्कुराती है, फीनिक्स की रूह कभी थकती नहीं, रुकती नहीं। ©kavi Abhishek Pathak

kavi Abhishek Pathak

White All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them. ©beautiful

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