Bhaswat Chakraborty


Fire


It burns in the stars
To make the universe possible
It burns in the stars
To have the heavens going
It burns the stars
to make the worlds end
whenever the end's inevitable

From the beginning-less time
Fire has been the main sustenance
of life and all its paraphernalia
Fire is your breath
And fire is your thirst
Polemically all the rivers
are nothing but fire
Fire flows to quench the fire of all!

The ancient mother earth
Still cherishes the fire
In the hearth of her heart
To keep her progenies warm
And her oceans so fluid

It is also the same fire
The fire in your belly
Your guts, your glory…..

P.S.
And so is your beauty
A fire par excellence

Submitted: Monday, May 18, 2009

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  • The Dreamer (6/26/2009 4:46:00 PM)

    It burns in the stars
    To make the universe possible
    It burns in the stars
    To have the heavens going
    It burns the stars

    really great well done (Report) Reply

  • surya . (6/4/2009 10:56:00 PM)

    beautifull thoughts.beautifull write.i love this para
    'The ancient mother earth
    Still cherishes the fire
    In the hearth of her heart
    To keep her progenies warm
    And her oceans so fluid'
    posted 10
    love
    surya (Report) Reply

  • Louis Rams (6/4/2009 8:04:00 PM)

    an excellent write, and the way that you express what you see
    in your mind, is far beyond the time.


    GR8T WRITE A TEN (Report) Reply

  • C. P. Sharma (5/30/2009 3:58:00 AM)

    A master stroke from you. Loved it very much, sir.

    The fire that runs, the that burns
    Fire of the belly our food churns
    It is the beauty with fire glows
    Through the universe fire flows
    Fire ends the life's grand show

    CP (Report) Reply

  • Hari Khabrani (5/23/2009 12:13:00 PM)

    Dear Poet,

    Pray the Sun God everyday, provides fire to all stars and keeps you survive and rotates for examinations, may fail in that. Be careful of burns. (Report) Reply

  • Louis Rams (5/21/2009 8:24:00 PM)

    LOVE BURNS HIGHER BECAUSE OF THE FIRE.
    FOR WITHOUT FIRE, HOW WOULD WE SURVIVE.

    ANOTHER TEN (Report) Reply

  • Seema Chowdhury (5/21/2009 5:44:00 PM)

    another nice poem of yours. good philosophy of fire... everything is some how related and dependent on it. (Report) Reply

  • Ravi A (5/21/2009 7:59:00 AM)

    Fire is your breath
    And fire is your thirst
    Polemically all the rivers
    are nothing but fire
    Fire flows to quench the fire of all! - This sums up everything. Heat is the undercurrent of all. Cold is only a relative aspect with respect to man's experience. Heat is the life of all. Heat is movement. Heat brings about various transformations. Actually, heat is only an experience of all lives. What does heat mean to a dead person? Our senses carry heat and light and so we are able to experience it in every atom of the universe. (Report) Reply

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