Poetry and Fire..

Have you felt fire?
Rising in your being...
No, not rage, that is not what I mean..
A million hot flowers rising from every part of your body
Upwards, to meet your sky..

Such,
is the effect of poetry
on the sensitive...

Then there is milder poetry,
the feel good type, that shows the loveliness of your fire...
Such poetry scents of the petals of your colorful fire
a mild scent, a refreshing scent..

Then there is raw poetry
with the power and pain of sun in it
it falls on you like a hailstorm..
It is like lava erupting from a volcano..

Flowers are the most precious kind of poetry
The poetry by the almighty
they are like sparkles of God's own fire
twinkling like heavenly stars...


-Manan sheel.