Ignition - Poem by Naveed Akram
Fire speaks such cowardice, always in ringing torture,
The lesser speech enters one igniting the fuel for anger;
This instrument strays and displays forty times,
Like expertise of a beggar, the whole question arises.
Does fire have its habit on me or does it carry an enemy?
Let it take a hold on you, submit to its flames and heat,
So that by doing this you have attained a deed far stronger
And greater than the next person in your life.
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