Ignition

A Pheonix is born in the house of fire.

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Whenever I get tired

I close my eyes.

And have a sweet dream

For a while.

You can all decline

But I will make the world mine.

Dig up all the graves

Dress the dead as they wake.

Take their hand and shake

As they can never be fake.

Find all the lies’ whereabouts

And fetch them from pretty mouths.

Run! For I’ll surely catch

And laugh as they turn to ash.

Let all the demons die

Burn them as they cry.

I will build a house of fire

No need for fence or wire

To be away from your cold touch

You can just sit and judge.

By Shivpriya Kumari

From: India

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