Nazia Sultan Poet Fibonacci

Funeral of Fireflies

Prompt "Funeral of fireflies"

     
 Funeral of Fireflies

Winter  
Bites  
The street  
A jute bag  
Bare feet bleed  
Torn cloth holds no warmth  
Hunger walks beside him like a shadow  
His eyes are small fires begging someone to buy bread and bring heat

But hope dies  
Like sun  
On a cold  
Mountain peak  
Snow falls, silent  
He wraps himself in jute, a coffin  
At midnight fireworks bloom while the world forgets  
A boy dies at twelve with light still trapped in his eyes, a firefly no one cupped

The city drinks  
And laughs  
Above his  
Frozen grave  
We buried  
Kindness  
Tonight the last fireflies went out

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John Lawless August 11, 2026 at 5:01 AM Nicely done Nazia. with the ever difficult Fibonacci form Nazia Sultan August 11, 2026 at 9:36 PM Thanks alot John lawless .1st time try to write this form with strong message in a bottle that our little kindness enough for some one