Watching Flames
I want to sleep so badly tonight, But the fire still keeps burning. Last night I was shivering So I imagined I was sitting next to it. Its warm flames engulfed me in. But that was just my imagination. My teeth were chattering, My hands were still ice cold. Where is your warmth when I need it? Why are you burning all alone? Tonight, I'm scared. What if something happens That I never planned for? An unexpected log falling out of place, Setting my whole room ablaze. One can never be too careful, So I splash water on the heavy log. I keep doing it hoping it will subside. But it roars back to life. What kind of fire is this? The more I try, the more it sizzles. It's not going to die so easily, Some fires are meant for life. Looks like another sleepless night. I give up, I say, either you burn out Or at least keep me warm in my sleep. Glowing embers are no good for me. But who am I to complain When I'm always tired or cold? This is no ordinary fire. It