POETIC PLAY STUDIO

Priyanshi shah

Fire

There was a cold breeze blowing,
And the waves were screaming,
In form of ripples and tides,
Just like our hearts sometimes,
Silently,
As it reaches the surface,
To feel the presence of freedom,
It is pleasant to watch the play of water,
The flow, the color, the smell, the sound,
And the feeling of aliveness lands,
Similarly, our heart acts out myriad emotions,
It’s in our laughs, tears, jealousy, grief, loss,
Sheltered in a pandora’s box,
Sometimes hidden and occasionally ignorant,
We sense it all or it burns us entirely,
To express the way to be like a free spirit,
On spinning earth in a realm of chaos,
We share our tale with the phases of the moon,
And it transforms into the shades of our essence,
To begin without starting,
As dawn arrives to find a hidden fire inside,
As it happens to you,
Suddenly in form of person, flower, mundane things,
Or just as it is formless,
But watch it slowly how it unfolds,
Little by little the hidden burning,
Lost in the mirage of time and space.


Understanding miracles that one can’t explain but realizes.Until you are left with ashes of the remembrance.

10 responses to “Fire”

  1. What beautiful symbolism this poem has. There is something truly divine in those passions that ignite our life journey to find fruition. Thank you for sharing, and I look forward to more of your work.

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  6. There was a cold breeze blowing,
    And the waves were screaming,
    In form of ripples and tides,
    Just like our hearts sometimes,
    Silently,
    As it reaches the surface,
    To feel the presence of freedom,

    true when you are a on a beach and you feel one with the infinity .
    love all

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