Saw you crying,and I rushed to you.
I was there
before that first tear drop
fell off your eyes.
It fell on my palm
hot it was
burning my palm
and my mind caught fire.
Blue were the flames
spreading like a wild fire.
consuming me with it,
to the last desires of mine.
Lying on the floor, I was
as a handful of ashes
waiting to be reborn
purified of my sins..!!
Sparrows of Mohenjodaro
8 years ago
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