COAL POT LOVE

I sat on the floor,

My bare fingers in the coal,

My nose close to the coal,

My lips blowing relentlessly

At the dimming flash of light

My fan flapping helplessly 

To keep the glitter of fire bright

 Mine was coal pot love.

So, there I sat on the floor

My wrist hurting with every flap

My knees against the dirty ground

Rubbing in the ashes all around

Till at last I heard a sound,

The crackling sound of fire!

Fire gathering under my coal!!!

                     Mine was coal pot love.

The fight took a lot of time,

It took a lot of energy

It cost me a goldmine

It cost me scars and bruises

But I knew it wasn`t just a fantasy

It was to me the only reality.

So when the flames danced

Amidst the blazing coals

I smiled…

               …..Mine was coal pot love!

And then came the rest,

From the East and from the West

From the south and from the north,

Tell us, tell us what`s in that pot?

They did not know how I had toiled

To get the flame under my pot

And keep it burning all along

Look, Oh my!  The weirdest thing,

Such a pot we`ve never seen…

And come and see the soup she cooks

The sight alone will make you sick!

So before my soup is ready

Everyone is busily complaining

The soup is sour, the soup is bitter

Huh, the smell and oh the colour

Quench the fire and go to bed

What you`re cooking`s not worth the sweat.

But then I fan even harder,

And I blow even faster,

My fire is ablaze and I won`t let it die

For mine is coal pot love!

I did suffer to get it lit, but

Now the flames are high, the wind`s an ally!

So blow from the East and blow from the West,
Come what may my flames will stay
Cos i`ll watch over it to keep it alive

No matter what it may take.

Yes, falling in love with you,

Dreaming of you and following you…

Has been to many the craziest thing to do

An African with an Asian dream!

An African in love with the Asian!

An African on an Asian path!

To them it’s impossible

But to me, it`s my coal pot love,

And I’ll fan till the flames rise high above

For on these flames will simmer

The tastiest soup the world will savour!!!

To all those who have a coal pot love, fan it till the flames rise high !

AfriqAsia Merge….

                               …..bridging the gap,

                                                       Embracing the difference!!!