Thinking as a poet, the smoke is your ember burning, you smolder that only to ignite it further. It's a concept that makes me want to dig your brain and I love the mystery. Go man, WRITE ON!!
Like, every bit of your work in here, (those I've read by far) kicks a*s; may it be a haiku, a 3- word or 8-stanza poetry. Your muse is pretty bad a*s, I wanna meet her.
Wow, I just clicked this because it caught my attention, and it is so simple yet so meaningful. I love this. :D The first and last lines even rhyme, which isn't so easy to do in a haiku ^^'
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