Murky!

"What sort of fire has set me alight?

For more I burn more darkness I find around

For smokes has engulfed me, snatched sight off my eyes

As if a wet wood thrown into fire, and even no tears

Oh! There are some but alas! Dried upon cheeks

Before I could wash my eyes off them

I pluck my eyes to see what has kept them in blind so far

All I find is a mysterious darkness, in the middle of fire

And a dilemma, whether to let self burn and more

Or will the darkness burn me before the fire does?

With every drop of blood igniting the fire, and

Every drop of self igniting the darkness

I find myself at crossroads with own self

I wonder whether am being utterly helpless

Or savoring the pain every burnt piece of flesh carries

I fear being burnt before I could see myself eyeful

I relish at thought of being drowned in darkness

I see my shadow passing by carrying handful of me

I see my shadow watching me losing self in bits and pieces

I hear it narrate tales of that glorious dusk

This carries one off to a world of dreams and nightmares."

By: Praveen Parasar

Date: 01/08/2015