Wildfire…
Wisp of smoke rising up in the air,
from a distance as I saw it clear.
Amidst an endless stretch of green,
serpentine figure emerged so clean.
Slowly the beauty changed to a sight devilish,
to a bursting and burning, wildfire so impish.
A beauty a moment ago vanished to point untraceable
when a profound sight turned to a sight so horrible.
Suddenly the whole picture changed,
to smoky and hellish than ere appeared.
All I could do was to run away from the scene faster,
find a way to somehow avert and escape from disaster.
Birds flew out in flocks creating quite a noise,
what couldn’t escape were the poor tortoise.
All other animals hoofed away to safety,
some died,cried and fried,what a pity.
Days passed by and the amber turned to ash,
as a reminder to a destruction in a flash.
From where I stood ere, the view now altered,
to a barren,blackish and charred memories scattered.
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I am not what I say but what you perceive...
I am not what I give but what you receive.//
I am just a normal young fellow,
I am my true self when I am mellow.///
Revealing my self in my thoughts,
telling my state in varied words.//
At the end of the day I am here to fade away,
it's just a matter of time before I sway.///
To be dead and gone,
into oblivion all alone.//
Would leave behind these roads,
traces of me in the form of words.///
good poem krishna,,,,,,
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