Micro-Poetry #21

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1:

Guided by the flames,

The ones that scorched my smile,

Charcoaled my senses,

Burned my desire.

Though the very same ones:

Light up the dark as they crackle,

Light up the way –

And I become one with their glow.

Guided by the flames.

 

2:

The sky becomes a canvass,

On which the monsoon reverses:

Rainfall falling in reverse,

Backwards rain,

Soaking the clouds

Rather than falling from them.

 

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