There is a fire raging within you,
and you are hankering for the embers.
An ocean of infinity,
yet you beg of a tiny pond.
Laden with bountiful riches,
yet you go door-to-door asking for crumbs.
You are a treasure trove of all the things
you are coveting outside,
what are these pleasures then,
that you keep pining for,
hoping they will make you more alive?
~ Swati Moheet Agrawal