Self-doubt

The bonfire wasn't comforting me anymore,  
it was burning me inside out.  
I thought it was odd, how it could be!  
Maybe it's all my fault for not being able to tolerate the warmth  
and blaming this comfortable symmetry.  
I return back near,  
leaving my doubt and fear.  
This time, ashes were rising above,  
but I kept my thoughts grounded.  
Those all were darkening me from outside,  
still, I was holding myself tight,  
as I thought it was my darkness that was luring me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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De Beaulieu Avatar
April 28, 2026 at 3:16 PM
Hello Phabi, I once wwent to a bonfire. I was with a group of friend. We had fun and roasted marshmallows on a stick. Listening to music. Blessings my friend. /Darlene/
De Beaulieu Avatar
April 29, 2026 at 4:11 AM
Hello Phabi, /Oh, thank you for explaining. Have a nice day. blessing my friend. /Darlene/
Pradhan Avatar
April 28, 2026 at 5:36 PM
Hello Darlene, it's good to hear that you like bonfire. I too. I used bonfire as symbolism here, bonfire as beloved.
De Beaulieu Avatar
April 28, 2026 at 3:20 PM
Hello Plabi, I think you were scared of the bonfire. I think it was your first time being there. So you had doubts. My friend, blessings /Darlene/
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