Finding the Flake
In a forest nothing but darkness came a fire warm yet gentle bright yet elegant. Burning the trees of depression, pain Vines of suffering and restlessness reached straight to me embracing me yet did not kindle.Teaching me feelings of love and care.
Dream ended I woke up. Still finding the same warmth on my chest breathing slowly and gently.
Oh! how foolish I can be searching for a flake when fire is with me
Copyright © Rohit Sharma | Year Posted 2017
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