Poem 298 : Consuming Movements

 Consuming Movements

                                        - T ABRAHAM

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Tunneling white wick,

Colourful candle stick,

A dark headed ignition,

Turning into the darkest,

A consuming combustion,

Only delicious ingestion,

Tunneled into the pouch,

Corroded and consumed,

Entirely an irreversible one,

Delicacies no more found,

Ever browning and rusting,

The festive and feasting,

Feast of the fire and man,

Ashes and acids in run,

Diminished lights and sweets,

Product being a consuming heat.

Poem 297 : Diminished Ends

 Diminished Ends

                              - T ABRAHAM

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A blunt and blurry start,

With no clear pointers,

To ponder and to think,

Soaked by a darker ink,

Palms pale without pink,

Rolling over by words,

Dark motions roaring,

Tatters under sewing,

Torn and patched up,

Scars and blood mixed,

Healing under disruption,

Dismantled and built again,

Lost many but some to gain,

Repeating itself again,

The process of breaking,

To again toil and rebuild,

A day comes suddenly,

Where none to break it,

But the foundation intact,

Completing the contract,

Forever it stands alone,

Never meeting its end,

With none to pretend.