I find a new fire burning <br />With colourful flames hitherto unseen. <br />I find that it is burning <br />With fumes souring to skies hitherto unreached. <br />And my joy knows no bounds. <br /> <br />I find the thing burning <br />My mind is it! <br />I find the crowd cheering <br />My people are it! <br />And a gloom embraces me. <br /> <br />The flames flicker, <br />The smoke withers, <br />And the souls creep back into the holes, <br /> I feel a stench of my mind <br />And a heap of ash remains. <br /> <br />I won`t see new things burning, <br />Nor will I search for flames thereof. <br />With what little is left over in me since <br />I have to trace a form of mine <br />To speak certain brutal truths to you.<br /><br />M.D DINESH NAIR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tracing-me-out/
