The Pain in Love

It's the voice of helplessness,
which at this time, is out of control...
should I blurt out my wishes,
and break you tight in arms?
Can't figure out what I need,
have no idea what to do,
should I snatch you, or let go...

What should I do at this moment to get some peace,
let there be more, more noise of breaths which move towards the flame,
let there be more, more noise of breaths which rise towards the heat,
let there be more, lets get more and let them burn even more...

I meet you for the first time, every time,
the turmoil of passion burns me alive,
it's the voice of helplessness my love,
should I snatch you or leave you,
should I ask for you or let you go the other way...

I have become a string tangled in wishes, come untangle..
I am a knock at your closed doors, please open..
My helplessness is staying in the heart,
come to me, lets live and while living, we'll live the dream..
there shall be more, more noise of breaths which shall move towards the flame,
there shall be more, more noise of breaths which shall rise towards the heat,
there shall be more, we shall get more and they shall burn even more..

Desires dont't stop even when stopped;
When a realm of emotions erupt, no one knows what burns and where,
the flames of wishes shiver the body and soul;
because of this fear, they would burn even more...

It's the voice of my helplessness,
its out of control and its killing me...

-Irshaad Kamil - hats off to you