Vishakha Purohit

Freelance Jewelry Writer

Life Is On Fire

When the sun rises

So does my happiness

When the sun sets

So does my sadness

When the birds cry

So does my eyes

When the baby laughs

So does my soul

When the trees are cut

So does my heart

When the house burns

So does my life

When my people pray

And I hear them out

When people die

So the life is on fire

And a part of me also dies



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