Fire is crying with
Simple voice
In the black smith`s yard
With red crop cutter
Fire is crying with
The Farmer`s lip
And the burning cigar
With the empty stomach
Fire is crying with
The the roof top and the mother
Beside laid the silent son
With the red eye
Fire is crying with
The Launching base
And the scientist`s brain
With the Rocket sky
Fire is Laughing with
The smiling lips of you
Round the clock
with Blessing joy and cool.
Vinod Kumar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crying-fire/
