Burn
Why I sit here
Igniting, again
Thinking of you
And the paths
That I took
To lead my self
Away from you
And all promises
Of me, to me
It's clear now
I know the end
Collecting all
Memories, kisses
Nothing, everything
All in me now
An effigy at your
Pedestal, flicked,
Lit and burnt
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The topic - Burn - of the fifth installment was inspired by the many lights that burn during Diwali. The topic did not see fruition till a long time though. What came out was in no way linked to the original inspiration.
Do read Nishita's post on the same topic.
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© Parched For Rain
Other Poems from the Writing Project @ Parched For Rain:
Pencils || Earrings || Gap || Reluctance || Insecurity
I sit rocking
This chair, set
In the dark corner
Of my room
Illuminated once
On my whim
On the flick
Of my wrist
That lights a match
This chair, set
In the dark corner
Of my room
Illuminated once
On my whim
On the flick
Of my wrist
That lights a match
It sheds a sharp
Light that I let
Hurt my eyes
Till it reaches
Down, down
To my fingers
I can't let them
Hurt, so I blow
And all is dark
Light that I let
Hurt my eyes
Till it reaches
Down, down
To my fingers
I can't let them
Hurt, so I blow
And all is dark
Why I sit here
Igniting, again
Thinking of you
And the paths
That I took
To lead my self
Away from you
And all promises
Of me, to me
It's clear now
I know the end
Collecting all
Memories, kisses
Nothing, everything
All in me now
An effigy at your
Pedestal, flicked,
Lit and burnt
-x-x-x-
The topic - Burn - of the fifth installment was inspired by the many lights that burn during Diwali. The topic did not see fruition till a long time though. What came out was in no way linked to the original inspiration.
Do read Nishita's post on the same topic.
-x-x-x-
© Parched For Rain
Other Poems from the Writing Project @ Parched For Rain:
Pencils || Earrings || Gap || Reluctance || Insecurity
You transported me to the corner. Evocative!
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