O Soul!
Pray speak to me —
Who is this that torments,
Who is this that slowly devour,
My heart?
#torment;
O Soul!
Pray speak to me —
Who is this that torments,
Who is this that slowly devour,
My heart?
#torment;
If it be a fire you want,
Then come,
But come cautiously,
This passion is burning,
Touch it and it will
Set ablaze your soul.
#free_verse
These transient winds,
Have transformed me,
To an ascetic,
All I possess now,
Are memories of moments,
With which I stir the fire,
And smile at the sparks
That rise from it.
#free_verse
Scattered,
In these poems,
The ash, the heart’s desire,
While defenseless it burns in your,
fire.
#cinquain
Fearlessly for love,
I write my lines in torrents,
Of blood and fire.
#haiku
Burning
In one fire,
Apart from each other,
Kept by hands of fate to live or
To die.
#cinquain
Helpless,
In its desire –
stir not my soul I urge,
Lest its fire cross all boundaries,
Tonight.
A moth
Knows not the least,
If its love, or a flame —
if it’s compulsion or his own
Choice.
#cinquain