Let Heart Desire Not

Desires burden heart

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I am born a human —

dignified of all God’s creation

A physical body —

with no imperfection,

and a pure soul in my valuable possession

I am blessed —

with all the basic necessity,

A roof to provide my safety,

clothing to protect my modesty,

and food to attain my satiety

Not every fellow human is blessed as I am —

yet to my creator, my complaints are plenty

When the perforated roof —

lets in the blazing sun, to burn my skin,

or the pelting rain to pour in,

My heart desires for lives of people in huge mansion —

with all its sophistication

When tiny pebbles and thorns prick my sole even with my shoes on —

When the best of my dress is that which is least worn —

When knowing too well, I can’t afford a new one —

Yet when over and over again,

I count each penny I own —

My heart desires for the life of a queen —

to become the symbol of beauty, elegance, and fashion

When my stomach is fed everyday —

with food of the same kind,

My heart desires for lives of the rich —

to nourish my body, soul, and mind

With growing desires, my heart becomes so heavy —

that my body can no more carry ,

And turn thin and weary

Oppression of my heart to fulfil its desires,

drove my mind into exhaustion —

Physical and mental strength,

I shall never regain —

Unless my heart surrenders its desires,

and bow to its creator, with gratitude

and in complete submission…