Match Sticks
Match sticks of love
It is hard to count the
Sticks in a small box
Like heart fought of
Line dream like stars
At night burn like fire
Into the soul of life
Leave the smoke of
Pain to remember the
Last assh smash like
Cube of melting ice
Lower down to find
The match sticks of love
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Copyright © Jagdish Bajantri | Year Posted 2017
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