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THE GAME OF FLAMES

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I am just a trivial piece,

Till I spread my arms and feet.

A blob of light; that’s what I was at ease,

But, now I am a towering castle.

I can conquer heights,

When my flames endeavor,

I can bow to depths,

When the time is ripe and right.

My frolicking flames: they create.

My searing flames, they destroy.

A small scratch, a small flaw,

This is from where I am born.

But this doesn’t affect my flow,

‘Cos it is who I am, I am FIRE.

I am your friendly neighbor,

Or I am your deadly predator.

I am the beginning, I am the end.

I am the alive, I am the dead.

The poem is up to a degree about the real fire. But it is easily relatable to the fire inside us; the fire that drives our life force. What do you like the most about fire? Let me know in the comments.

By SHREYA M NAIR

HEY GUYS!!!INSPIRE TO GET ASPIRED!!!

34 replies on “THE GAME OF FLAMES”

Fire is always within us.
How it glows depends upon the external atmosphere. We have to tame the fire in us but when needed make it wild….
Loved your expression👍😍

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Good one, nice topic 🔥… One more point that fire is the purest as nothing can contaminate it…
Keep up your flow… All the best

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