By Papia Sengupta

Fire! Fire! Run, said the voice But where? Where should we go? It is the smell of burnt souls all around us Not just dreams, aspirations, hopes and love No, we do not have any place to go Just a last flicker That the fire will light the heart of those Who use it to burn homes, forests, and hospitals Illuminate the lives of all I wish for such a fire within For all my fellow-beings A gleam, a flare to escape this darkness of war, death, and violence Still, I dream with hope Of children's innocent laughter, not wails Of blooming ferns, of love returned, Of holding hands, of playing with clay, Of eating together, of sharing that unbridled laughter With the blaze called life without borders
Papia Sengupta is an academic, poet and artist who teaches at Jawaharlal Nehru University. . Her poems have been published in RIC Journal and Yugen Quest. Presently, she is a British Academy Fellow at the University of Sheffield.
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