Friday, April 18, 2014

English Poem 58: Fire

Dear Lady,
When I first came upon you,
Thought you were just a tree,
Out in a deep forest,
Maybe a little taller,
Perhaps a bit stronger,
Then I felt the spark,
Thought it was just ordinary,
Never knew,
It would turn out,
To be a wild fire,
Burning everything to the ground,
Spreading like a pandemic,
Every minute passing by,
Soon it hit me,
Then it swalloed me,
Eventually,
You blew my mind........................Satish

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