Burning Zeal

The zeal was on fire,

And burnt was me,

I was not a liar,

But I had to be...

Not for all the attire,

Neither for the love of Thee,

But to move a step higher,

This was the only key...

Smiles I had to hire,

Hiding the pain in me,

And thoughts rolling like Tyre,

I wanted to be free...

Had no reason to tire,

Cause I did it not for a fee,

Pushing away from the dirty mire,

A Lotus I wished to be...

But with zeal on fire,

The burnt was me...