A Daily Fun! Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

A Daily Fun!



When I lose hope on anything or anybody,
it feels like power cut in that area of thought.
Somebody in me gropes for a match stick!
Somebody ever unseen offers a match box!
Striking is done and a flame is flashed.
I light a cigarette up and puff in some courage.
The burning end peeps through the cold darkness!

Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor
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