Cravings

I could feel them growing stronger
From little ripples
To enormous tsunami.
I being the sunflower searched for it.
A quest that seemed endless.
But my longings denied to die.
After a drowsy sunset
My tongue, now a beast
Roared in a soggy voice.
My hands threw stones
Wrapped with kisses to the sky
And grabbed the land underneath.
Crazy little butterflies of passion
Fluttered in the air, thirsty for nectar.
When finally sky turned clear,
Moved my head
Like a yellow withering leaf
Towards the devil's den
And tasted the divine sun
Hidden well behind the clouds.
Like a feeble caterpillar
The outrageous beast rolled
And explored the landscape
Around the star nearest to my planet.
Ardent thunders aroused the clouds
Playing a medley of screams & moans.

~ Sashwat Shukla