When the soul Catches fire

Tonight hangs heavy on me..

Memories haunt

And old wounds start bleeding…

The stars mock at me

And the crescent moon creeps to my bed

The soft breeze brings fragrance

From the Jasmine by my window

The nightingale sings the same old melody

When I start chewing

The bitterness of a sweet kiss

The soul catches fire

To experience the

The agony of an ecstasy

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