Fire―Maram M.B.

See how

the hurricanes

make the oceans

rise to destroy

me as I walk

my way

to you.

Look at the

stubbornness

of the sands,

the collision

of the clouds,

and how the

thunders strike

to shake my

grounds and

blur my vision.

Although I

believe that

rain will

wash all

of this away,

but did you

ever realize

that the burning

fires still

exist between

us,

and nothing is

going to

wash that

away.