A certain enigma lives
In each crackling fire.
Oh, how painful would it be,
For the fire to consume itself,
Or, would it be rather glorious,
As each flame conquers another?
The aura of fire lives
Even after all blaze goes down in flames.
And only when I am consumed in my own flames,
Will I know the fire I possess.
- Pakhi
very deep
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Thank you Prashant! Glad you feel this way!
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beautiful…….profound write…….loved it!! š š
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Oh, Thank you so much!! I am so happy that you liked it!
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my pleasure…….! š š
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Very well written. I absolutely love the last line. š
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Thankyou Sweta!
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