How This Cold Fire Is Poem by Mohammad Mohi Uddin
How This Cold Fire Is
Forest fire takes rest at a time, too
The howling wind of Summer also puts a full stop to once
Even constant rain has a sense of discontinuation
Besides, the burning Sun sinks in tranquility on time
How this cold fire is, in my heart
Flourishing with colorless and distinctness flame
Ignoring the classical grammar of Time
Fire is growing increasingly.
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