Fire Or Fire
A man awaits his end,
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again.
Love is the unfamiliar Name
Behind the hands that wove
The intolerable shirt of flame
Which human power cannot remove.
We only live, only suspire
Consumed by either fire or fire.
Copyright © Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty | Year Posted 2023
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