The Fire And The Flames............... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

The fire never waits
For any consent;
Falls in love
Caresses heartily;
Constricts with mighty green arms.

Like one huge primitive ancestor
Just pounces on a prey
At the first prowler’s sight - - - - -

Fed on pampering ghee
The ravenous long tongue
Lips up and laps up
The last marrow
Of an ill-fated victim!

The gutted remnants
Bears the blemish!

The insatiable desire
Delights in rings of smoke
Spiraling up ………………

The sinister aspect of
Omnivorous evil
Devours a slab of peace!

Who will intercept
The onrush of the diabolical fire
And award a deemed punishment
To this fast blowing fire amidst
All the lands and waters?