Published On: January 22, 2019 10:58 AM NPT By: Sonam Lama

Fire and Ice!

Fire and Ice!

Amidst the accessories of crockeries

I rise!

I rise above the encircled boundaries

Of four walls,

Shutting the ideology

To be chained

To the kitchen sink


Lay no claim upon me,

I carry my identity

And bear the audacity

To sweep off every uncertainty


Challenge my abilities,

I am not to be tamed!

Make my hands off the manacles,

To make an end to a fair game


Yes! demure I may perharps be,

But question not the concealed fierceness

At times in need,

I can set and rise

Cuz' together I hold,

Fire and Ice!


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