Vigil Kumar

smoking
Fume and fragrance in
Fiery minuscule of ember
Flaming life of ignited- stick
Crossing over line of fire
Ceases in smoky ashes;
Lungful air of human gasp is also
A burning journey of torrid zones
In your ups and downs, you odor
The aroma of phantom smell
In the altar of deserting soul
Corporal sleeves combust to
Grime of ashes in sacred urns
-VIGIL KUMAR

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