Don’t Miss Megha’s poem that shows How Souls Catch Fire!
This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry.Read it here
Those fleeting glances
those eye contact
never bothered me
there were many
in the crowded room,
in the subway,
in the clubs,
on the dance floor
They could never hold my gaze for
too long
none of them were that strong
They could not hitchhike my emotions
were too hard for them to bear
they can’t see
the infuriating
lava flowing in my soul
they were always alarmed by the
warmth oozing out from me
worried about the blisters
on their timid heart
they ran away as far
as they could
it was too hot
for them to handle
they always admired
from a safe distance
And then one fateful day
I found you
locked in a stare
that lasted for eons
and the time stood still
and the time stood still
and the universe danced
intoxicated in its beauty
and the angels
were…
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The Reluctant Poet 