Burning a Cool Fire
When a fire breaks out
In a property,
Everyone runs after the fire,
To make sure,
Nobody is left,
But when somebody flamed me up,
Nobody come to share me,
Everyone blamed me,
This is my business,
They cannot touch my privacy,
I burnt the entire life,
Nobody shared my pain.
I tried hard to extinguish it,
Myself, and wept, until,
My last wish did not burn,
I cooked my sighs,
And roasted my memories.
Nobody came to care for me,
I am living in a poor world,
Where a fire is burning in my cool motions.
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