Fiction

This Fire

Tied and pulled, in all directions,

Scores of candles left to light,

Burning down, every moment,

This fire, warmth to the candles,

This fire, the all consuming one,

Smiling, I shine on,

When consumed, by this fire.

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Author: Bhavya

Writing to me is therapy, it frightens and comforts at the same time. Liberates like nothing else. A book in my own name is a dream, but a bigger dream would be to write something that haunts the reader even after the last page is turned and the book is shut. I enjoy reading and music, spending time with family whilst battling my social awkwardness.

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