Fire

By Samvritha Sudhakar

Call me what you want, my friend,

But I am fire...

Burning every cell on my way,

Ripping apart your love and peace,

Testing the vengeance locked in your eyes,

To unleash eternal hatred, I forge their keys 

Boiling every red of your blood,

I turn your bones to intangible ashes.

Then I snarl and prison your lungs in flames,

Watching them flail and scream, drawing gashes.

I convert your heart into a bomb,

And light it up and laugh as it explodes in pain.

Sending off little specks and sparks,

I ignite the tissues in your tender, tender brain.

Call me what you want, my friend,

But I am your anger...

I’m your fire and I incinerate everything I touch

By Samvritha Sudhakar