Round and round
Around the ground
Buzzing in the town
The fly lay beneath for a sound
The fly I latched on to.
**
Hovering over the flame in astound
Attracting every insect around
For a play of profound
Striking a meaning into life
The stalling time, melting down to strife
A burn to the wings
A moment of silence, the fly found
**
Lighting the dying flame
Under the guarding lantern
Staring down the burn
Seeping into the gown
The soots around,
**
Round and round
I lay beneath for a sound
embracing the blown crown
**
Poof!
off the ground
The fly I let go
About the Creator
Parvathi J
Through my pages, I find the quiet complexities of pain dwelling in a solitary space, burdening life’s endless demands, and unburdening the voiceless noise.
Witnessing the questioning, I speak the deeper silence of my voice.
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