the raging pyre, burn burn burn,
but the one burning in me, my destiny,
will one day, engulf me....
I peered from the window,
Familiar voices, unknown faces,
scream scream scream...
with the forces,marching the streets,
I saw the flaming torches,reach out to me...
Children running,from the dark,
Mothers shrieking, pain singing a ballad,
Mothers shrieking, pain singing a ballad,
Masking the pain, melancholy strain,
but in vain,vain vain...
As the lava, enters the city,
hiding behind the realms of reality,
Floating embers, flow like sorrow,
Love like there is no tomorrow,
In the Nights of fire,fire fire...
Gyanban Thoughts: thought of it as a paintbrush, just a streak across the canvas, with the paint trickling down the surface, not trying to make a statement, but just capturing a moment in time
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