The Match by Kavisha Alagiya

Welcome Readers!

It feels great pleasure to share my first attempt to write a Metaphysical poem with you all. In this poem titled ‘The Match’, I have tried to signify a young girl’s feelings who is at the verge of death, with a match stick. 

The Match

Howbeit a Match

When envisaged-

The room full of drama,

-wafting from the world,

She drove to possibility of life

To survive as a ‘petal’ on ‘thrones’.

                 

Broke her magical phantasm

-the fierce truth of dark;

Murdered her charm.

Yet deep down unto her

Prevailed the sparkle of affection,

Too real for the world-

Which already engulfed in chaos.

To split herself apart,

She used ecstasies,

Focused on aspirations.

She then actualized-

Was doomed to be burned

To illuminate the chamber

And the reader found a light.

None but her mate;

In thirst of more light

Stroked with frictional force,

And the mild, thoughtful, treasured her

In relief and wonder

She sacrificed herself-

To quiet the tempest!

- Kavisha Alagiya

Hope to receive critical comments from you!

Thank you.