~BEING IGNITED~
I was like a damped match-stick
Living with hopes which were few.
Kept unused for years,old and new.
Never did I realize,the power within me.
Could burn everything around,
and destroy everything I could see.
All of a sudden,one fine day.
When with the saga of failures I laid,
you entered my life
With a breeze as cold as knife.
You woke me up from my slumber
And said "Will Power is much greater than number"
Then you came near and whispered in my ears,
"Fire is for you,and not the tears
You are not alone,your powers are within you"
Damped match-stick I was,
Torn between love and lust.
Questioning my existence,I could suddenly feel,
Those sparks within me that were so long concealed.
The thirst of burning demanded to me.
Finally, it was the only option I could see.
My happiness knew no bounds
As I was to prove my existence with a flickering sound.
Holding my breath,I burnt that night.
Proving to the world,that I can fight.
Who said that things burn only after they are dead?
I ignited myself that night,just to live the life ahead.
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