My heart burned and burned <br />Fuelled by logs of anguish, <br />Fanned by winds of despair <br />Fed by juice of my guts. <br />The fire spread like a bushfire <br />That intergalactic fire <br />With hungry flames dire <br />Raring to devour cosmos <br />Or our world nailed on cross. <br /> <br />The fire became intense <br />And my blood became incense. <br />The sun too was in confusion <br />And wondered aloud, fission or fusion. <br />He too came to borrow the heat <br />And ashamed volcanoes rubbed their feet. <br /> <br />The scientist Accused me for global warming <br />The farmers Blamed me for poor farming <br />The people Charged me for world-wide starving <br />The governments Damned me for grievous harming. <br /> <br />Suddenly alarm hummed <br />like a drummer <br />And I woke up from slumber <br />To find the heater turn on <br />In midst of summer.<br /><br />Dr Hitesh Sheth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-heart-on-fire/
