Saturday, November 22, 2008

to live

look, how blue

your flames are
curling up
between my fingers

you do not know, love
my hands are closing
to hide

my light, as you flicker
will you burn away
the gray trails
in my eyes

in my heart

with your blanket of gold
will you catch me
as I fall

casting death
like a paper ball

into your fire
to live


Blogger Devika said...


my bird, i enjoyed this are so poetic above love...

i could never write a real love, my life, is a vain one dear, whatever I try to do...

I am not sad about it, though...the vainness helps me engage myself fully in whatever I do...anyway, those are matters of comments there...

but, why is it that i tend to talk too much with you..

you offered a life to me, more than once if I say...:-)


Saturday, November 22, 2008 at 6:24:00 PM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

"My life is a vain one", strange words coming from one so capable, Devika, or is it just that you are modest, not vain...!

Saturday, November 22, 2008 at 10:22:00 PM EST  
Blogger Devika said...

My only answer again Firebird..


anyway, my dear birds...seems we are through with tough times...

thank you for all the kindness and love you bestowed on me :)


Saturday, November 22, 2008 at 10:52:00 PM EST  
Blogger Devika said...

by the way, my bird i didn't mean a thank you to go off..

we will continue to love, if we be :)


Saturday, November 22, 2008 at 10:53:00 PM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

Good. I will be looking for the sparkling green/gold Keralite...

Wednesday, November 26, 2008 at 9:41:00 AM EST  
Blogger Lorraine said...

This is so vivid, full of beauty, pain and passion, you are quite extraordinary...I click everyday to see if you have something new...and then I think, everything old is new to I'll go backwards lol :)

Friday, December 19, 2008 at 6:30:00 AM EST  
Blogger firebird said...

Lorraine--Your comment makes me so happy! I love the idea of you exploring my other posts--be my guest!

Friday, December 19, 2008 at 7:05:00 PM EST  

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