Burnt
I held out my hands
To touch yours
And you pulled me
Closer and closer to you
Only to shove me
Into Hell's raging fires!
I burned a part of myself
Before realising
That life is not meant for me
Since it has to be deprived
Of your love!
So, even if I agonised
In raging fires,
I sang out to the winds
To blow harder and harder
Still so as to keep the fire
Burning bright
So that it may smoulder me
To ashes and then
Blown by these same winds
I shall be reduced to nothingness!
The winds heard
And unable to disobey my call
They did as I bid them to
But,
Since my essence is that of the divine
I am burning still
And shall keep burning
As long as my body would be required to,
Then,
When my time shall come,
I shall leave
As quietly
As I came
Since
You deserve to enjoy your life
Even if I never loved mine
Except for those times
When I felt myself
Blossoming in your gaze!
For Contest Reflection in Silence
Sponsored by Silent One
Written on 21 June 2020
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2020
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