Lonely Fire

by Meena Krish   Jan 30, 2014


So many questions are drifting
in life, answers slipping
before it even starts,

Days got the mind thinking,
whilst grains of doubt sifting
happiness apart

Still nights love fishing
through pain, quietly printing
the canvas with blue art,

A world without you sinking...
lonely fire, spreading
in my heart.

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  • 3 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    I felt there was a lot which could have been taken from this. The tone is definitely deep, reflective, somewhat melancholy.

    It is so true that life seems to be filled with questions, some that we feel we never find the answer to. And we begin to question life's meaning and purpose sometimes.

    I also like the use of the art here, the canvas and how it can suddenly become painted by events in our lives and not by us,

    I also like the following stanza of still nights fishing through pain, I think this reflects to insomnia. Not wing able to sleep, or switch your mind off. Not being able to stop the memories and emotions from surfacing. We find outselves thinking of so much, and adding even more questions to the ones we started off with.

    Overall- a really reflective write which was nice to read, and able to engage with.

  • 3 years ago

    by Everlasting

    Days got the mind thinking,
    whilst grains of doubt sifting
    happiness apart.

    ^ I can relate to that stanza. Though I also agree with Sylvia. But even if i didn't have any clue as to how to relate this poem to, I can feel connected in someway. Life seems to have so many questions without answers, though the answers are always there, we just don't seem them. I like it. Well done

  • 3 years ago

    by Jyoti Rawat

    Very nice u write here what is going on in my mind & heart.

  • 3 years ago

    by Mohan

    Questions without answers its really frastrating for us,
    The ending is nice.
    the fire inside heart, sadness in every beat.
    there is a real fight with your emotions here.
    yes, life is the way of surprise but in future that surprise may be in your side.
    wonderful meena.

    take care...

  • 3 years ago

    by Sylvia

    I think this reflects the confusion you feel since you mother passed away. I know the feeling of knowing they won't be there to turn to for help and answers or input when we have questions or just want to talk. The pain is still there and prodded minute by minute by memories, a smell, a sound and grows during the day with the grand finale at night when we are forced to face the pain and our thoughts. Nicely written