Flames - Muhammad Atiq

The flickering flames

The wavering winds

Monsoons of sadness

Engulf without whim

Challenging the flames of happiness

Joy, burning bright as ever

Sadness, the one to pull the lever.

Casting remnants of flame in the rain

Glued to life, an infinite frame

Sadness stuck in time

For it, is joy’s only fine.

In the distance came another flame.

A glimmer of hope with an eternal claim.

That no candle may burn alone

One light is another’s home

No light on its own