The Fire
P Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair
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Breaking the clutches of modalities
lusty fire blazes up
flashing out flames.
The charming hot glare kindles
the repressed passion of moths.
Poor things! They fly in
to satisfy their urge.
But their wings get burned
and fall right into the fire down
Making it their pyre.
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