FIRE


A ball of fire hits a wooden house,
It sets everything red and smoky.
People inside hurried out madly,
To escape the inferno behind their backs.
Striking sounds of burnt wood avail
The passersby to ask for mercy.
Nothing left behind except ashes,
Embers and iron bars hot and sleek.
The beautiful wooden house with green orchard,
Becomes a heap of scrap and burnt bushes.
The old man sat on the floor lamenting,
The loss of beloved things without counting.
FIRE is a furious ,swallowing beast
That kills without mercy or warning
                                                              
                                                                              
November :2014