Fire Is Alive Poem by Naveed Akram

Fire is a wizard on the creation
Opening avenues of thought
In a second, one second is all it takes.
Find a destructive element, force is one,
To rid of the beautiful sums of money.
My fire is alive in definite shapes
That fiercely contend with misunderstandings
As they appear beyond the blue horizon.
The sun is a planet not a star
For the inward fire may be bent,
It has created my burning desire
Like a beloved rock on a white desert.