Whispers of the Want
Deep Desires (ஆசை) — English
It isn’t the grand things that I crave,
No silver throne, no title to engrave.
Just a quiet corner in a rainy town,
Where the noise of the world finally slows down.
To hear your voice without a screen between,
To live a life gentle, private, and unseen.
A simple hunger for a peaceful day,
Before the sands of time drift away.
Tags: Desires Poem, Deep Longing, Peaceful Life, Simplicity
