Deep inside I have a yearning

Hearts aflame and is burning

With a longing hopeful desire

Filling me with its warming fire

A spark has grown to a flame

Burning brighter, it is not tame

It seeks its own path where it will

And seeks that with which it will fulfill

The desires of its lonely span of years

Full of heartache, sadness and tears

Aiya, the long fruitless years of toil

Leaves a taste in my mouth like night soil

Years wasted in pursuit of naught but air

So many hopes stripped way and left bare

Yet the flame lives smoldering in the ash

A tiny ember that can burst with a flash

If it is fed with loves burning tinder

Then nothing in its way may hinder

It’s roaring flame that reaches for the sky

And burns brightly in a lovers eye