Fruitless Flames Poem by Reza Raza
Fruitless Flames
Although flame of fire was in it
It Couldn't burn anything-
On the other hand, it has burnt itself
It remained low like the diminishing straw-fire
Life trembling with great desire, I see.
The peak of the fake target is flying
By nature, it follows the laws of falling bodies
Crashed are the gutter and mast of the boat
The entire object has secretly merged
Still, you could not sense, I wonder!
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