Series: Imagination
The ashes of the burnt
crumbling black they learnt
a shiny spark within my eyes
As the hot flames rise
Its slowly turning red
'More heat and heat'- it said
Grey smoke in that light
It keeps on getting bright
Melting everything in way
'Stop! ' is what I say
Its slowly turning red
'Warming you'-it said
Into the depths at dark
Vanishing every clue and mark
Swiftly flowing at night
Reflecting crystal moonlight
Its cooling all the days
'Jump in'- it says
A drop gently sprinkles
Freshening all my wrinkles
I feel showered and bold
More wet and its getting cold
Its cooling all the days
' Drowning you'-it says
~Zehra~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem