flames are dancing,
crackling,
smoking,
fleeing from the dang'rous rain.
turning wood to flaky ash
pursuing nature
without favour.
singing, twirling,
till the logs the fire wanes.
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Imaginary Friends
PoetryThis was a collaborative work with my friend, who was writing a book by the same name. With this book, we basically could come up with a topic or prompt and write a poem each on that topic, and publish it in our respective books. We were allowed to...
08 fire
flames are dancing,
crackling,
smoking,
fleeing from the dang'rous rain.
turning wood to flaky ash
pursuing nature
without favour.
singing, twirling,
till the logs the fire wanes.
