The harsh heat of fire's harsh grip,
Deflecting the sunlight's unyielding whip.
Flames roar loudly, shouting in the day,
Taking from our moment, the joy away.
In the heights, where light beams separate,
Fire absorbs indifference, yours and mine.
Every flicker hides a tale so bitter,
As we resist, our flames flicker,
the sky's open and our paths diverge.