Boiling Point

Vapors are in haste To reach the heights it can My face won't block its way But its vigor lapse my vision Inside the pot it's boiling The lifeblood of earth in a pot Its oomph burns its sides Drops disperse and arrogant Volatile in its mission Disorder that rises in sides Hotness that beyond control Need to stop it or blaze Life is like a pot this way Sometimes volatile and pessimistic Temper that burn all its sides Disorder that flood as a stampede Break the love torment inside And spread that pearls as it slip on its way! ! ! ! ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved