Meet the Karma

We talk about the ruins
without a war. What was that prick,
that there was no love in eyes.

Albeit your passion was
unique intriguing. I will sigh my
last poems, if my pain disappears.

Who will condone the green
fire? How long will it burn to
make the ashes sit on my forehead.

War may not always be reason for destruction. Unrequited love can also cause total destruction of a person. One may try to express his disappointment in poetry. The everlasting fire may turn him towards spirituality.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003