I am hungry even if__

I am the poorest man on this earth. I have nothing but love to give to this world

I was satiated
before I took a dip
In the pious chants of this maddening world

now the black perennial snows
tormenting the body
in the pole of the night.
the doors are closed,
no escape,
for the withered purple roses,
to tiptoe on the ground

the worms making their sheds
and
eating the pages where I scribble
my words ditch me,
they outpour with a screeching sound

I am hungry even if
you serve me moon on a silver platter
Washing away the sins
Bound to the chains of the strangled past

I am hungry even if
sun's blazing flames fizzle out in shallow air
whispering a cool breeze
on my torn skin
like
water lily leaves dancing
bobbing on the lake
tranquility reigning in the sea
putting the fishes in a siesta

I am hungry even if you
make me a garden
Where the world seeks refuge
where humming bird dances
the lilacs nod
and the bees come flocking
in pale, scented gloaming
withered autumn leaves
hugging the lake
scent of lips kissing passionately
Causing an uproar in a feeble heart

I am hungry
nothing can quench my thirst
but love
"like captured water
you hold me in your cupped hands
I flow on your palm"