The furnace….

No, it isn’t ours
They told the Goddess….
And thus retraced their steps,
Away from the furnace.

They devoured childhood,
Innocence and depravity.
Their smiles belittled…..
All vicious and hedonist profanity.

Till adulthood crept
With silent fangs….
And hissed away
All cheer and pangs.

Now they did not crave
For trees and blossoms
Or kites galore….

The Goddess ventured
To peep into their souls once more

She offered them derision,
Despise and rebellion.

They said it was theirs
To own, possess…..
To feed the raging fire
To blaze the furnace…..

– Shalini.

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