poem

Ignite

Fiesty, and impatient — but fearless 

Burning to keep alive the inner

Bleeding walls of blue — frozen.

Crackling every second to break

Extinguish the long seige that 

Attempts to tame her, in the

Name of an opaque curtain; 

To their innumerable intentions. 

Rather uncivilized and wild, 

Ferocious till her last spark; than 

Uncanny assumptions of the wrongs

Anger ever ablaze on her, resolute. 

Crack the silver that igloo-ed around —

Who dared to  threaten, not sparing 

Any spec afloat in the air.

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poem

Fire and Ice

War (www.wallpapersafari.com)

Millenniums ago, existed ice and fire

Always at war, never did they tire

What all were at stake, they did not care

Nor the means, unfair or fair

Work together, kept saying Mother

But niether bothered to bother

One war, came they on each other’s way

The world later called it their final day

Unleashed the cold revenge did ice

And fire gave, of its wrath, a huge slice

Ran chills down the spine of Mother

For she knew, one could never defeat the other

Died fire, when ice melted, but not alone

Took along ice into air, till both were gone.