The fires burn
And some rejoice
While some choke
And lose their voice
Now the fires are burnt
And the ashes remain
With traces of warmth
The smoke is all gone
To some unknown space
Unknown to me and the world
Fulfilling a long lost wish
No mercy within
Blinded by it 's own fury
It spells destruction
Rages on to rampage
Unkind and unforgiving
As the fire burnt
I stood by it and learnt
How weak and helpless
We could be to our creations
Created by accident
Fear of the dark
Fear of the night
Fear of unknown
The fear of fright
Prodigal thoughts
Wasted time
Priceless moments
And words that rhyme
Some are lost
While some have won
The battered lot
May still live on..
To fight back to live
Another day
The fires have burnt within
Burning the shame of defeat
Fulfilling a long lost wish
As fires burn
While some rejoice
While some still choke
And lose their voice
The fires burn And some rejoice While some choke And lose their voice - - -A wonderful poem on creative as well as destructive power of fire. Rage, anger, revenge, shame are the negative face of fire that push us towards darkness while love, sympathy, kindness, creativeness are the positive face of fire that help us to grow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice mam, nice to read and hear, thank you