The insect has fallen in love with the fire,
But, the fire doesn't want to let it come closer,
Lest it should die in pain,
It does love the insect, but fears time and again.
Love of theirs is so unique in nature,
The longing to meet is sincere and eager,
But the fear of the fire wins leaving it in shame,
As if they were a part of an endless game.
It gains courage and flies towards the flame to meet,
Alas! Touching the ‘golden beloved' it surrenders to the heat.
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