Heart On Fire


A few day, a large magnitude
Fire in my heart, blazing my insides
I dare not look, I dare not open my eyes
For my hand is on fire
And I hold nothing but my heart in my hand
I feel the heat, I smell the burns
I see it and yet I dont see anything at all.
I refuse to take any step for I fear the fire will go out
I will once again be cold and worn out
If my heart is the price I have to pay.
So be it that way.
I will burn my heart for the warmth I feel
Just for a little while it will make me believe
That sun will rise again
The the darkness would mingle with the light
And make my world shiny just for a little while.

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Days


Some days I worry less, but still gather strength 

Many days, there’s the same old routine; mundane

Other days I gather the wrinkled leaves

Bundle them up and burn them up

I enjoy the heat, the blaze of the flame

Some days, I find no leaves and I feel cold

A weary disappointment as I fall asleep in the freezing lap 

Many days, I find a log, a big one if lucky 

I worship it with fire and I mingle both together 

Fire and fuel,

Fuel and wood,

Wood and me

And me with the fire

Together we lit the nights, warm!

As the day betrays again and again

I find solace in the night 

With the leaves and the logs 

With the fire and the morning frost