Kindled from a distance,
With fragile impediments,
Burns 'til duration of judgments,
But yet everyone comprehends.
 
Dealt with un-accordingly,
It dies within an instance,
Neither nurturing nor pampering
Can rekindle the light.
 
We perpetually gape
To one's wrongs,
Forgive and tend to forget,
And we still comprehend.
 
Dangles with my soul
And partially invites my heart,
To a rhythmic dance,
As I give a glance.

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