Dealt with desires
that poured in torrents
upon me day in and out,
once and for all, so I felt.
Trumpeted about my
rooting out the obstacle
to the desire less state that,
I naively felt was mine.
Mind weaved visions myriad
of fruits of tranquility that
enlightened state ensured,
And became levitated with rapture.
Desire took root about
the yearning for tranquility.
Awash I became with
the urge for immortality.
By and by derision
decimated the insubstantial
elements of tranquility
that appeared in the horizon.
Desire for a desire less state
overwhelmed the being.
And now I desire just for
the original state, and some peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem