fire

Sydney's soul.

Butterfly, oh butterfly
Why were you so trusting?
So sweet and innocent,
You flew too close to the fire.
A fire in your garden,
Next to your favorite flowers.

As you floated closer,
Unaware of the
Danger,
The flames reached for
Your wings,
And took your little soul.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For my dear friend Sydney, who died when she was only eight years old in a car crash caused by a drunk driver. They said she never felt a thing..... But I did. May she rest in peace.

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Fire Inside

You try to avoid realitys gaze

When your trapped in your old ways

It seems safer living in the past

When the futures unknown

And the present never seems to last

Your heart turns to your soul for guidance

While your mind just tries to forget the pain

When every prayer is met with silence

Your spirit breaks with rage you cant contain

Heartbreak sounds a little like this

The ending of your tender kiss

Wheres the fire you kept inside?

Extinguished by the tears you cried?

Your heart turns to your soul for guidance

While your mind just tries to forget the pain

When every prayer is met with silence

Your spirit breaks with rage you cant contain

But i refuse to live in vain...

Is this peace of mind or am i just numb

I wont give in,I wont succumb

Is this peace of mind or am i just numb

I wont give in,I wont succumb

Heres to all the tears i cried

Heres to all the loves i tried

Heres to all the pain i hide

Heres to that fire inside

The fire inside

Is this peace of mind or am i just numb

(The fire inside)

I wont give in, i wont succumb

Is this peace of mind or am i just numb

(This Fire inside)

I wont give in i will never succumb

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Fire

She couldn't escape, No, it was like a cape,
Suffocating and Burning,
It was finally the end, She had to face the truth,
The smoke filled her lungs with the acid rungs,
Each breath she took fed her closer to her death,
"Why!" She screamed, "Why me!?" It wasn't fair.
No. Nothing was fair.
The fire closed around her as the flames turned to ice,
Suffocatign and freezing.
She couldn't escape, No, it was like a cape.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this last night when I couldn't sleep. My sister wrote a poem about Hell and it sparked my imagination.

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Let it burn.

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Painfull memories

Got the Gasoline,
Got the Matchs,
Got the lighters,

Now Lets make that fire!!!

Pour that gasoline, all over the floors,
Throw some on the walls.
spill some down those stairs,
and dont forget the porch.
Close all the doors, when your done.

Then take one last look,
light that match, and throw.

Make sure it lights, then get ready to go.
And Run as fast as you can, cause its gona blow.

Then stand back and watch it burn, to the ground.

Tell the fire fighters, you dont need their help.

"Cause i always did hate those walls, that i was forced in,
i always hated those floors that i cried on, i always hated those windows,
that were painted black, i always hated those doors that locked me inside,
but most of all, i hated the bad memorys that are inside."

Goodbye, bad memorys.

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Burned

The Ash hangs heavy in the air
And dying light sinks to the floor
There to rest forevermore
So little it laid bare.

 

In deepest chasm lies undisturbed
An elemental cindered self
With carbon limbs
Like snapped twiglets.
His rasping breath scarce heard.

 

That same tired story through blistered lips:
“I did my best. What else remains?
I gave my all, am repaid in pain
And no more can be outward ripped

From this cindered frame.

 

No barbecue ribs, no pound of flesh,
And no more bleeding hearts. Enmesh
My mind and cauterize my shame

For I have played my goddamned part.

 

Have seen the world gutted by fire
With eyes that once burned with desire,
Have cracked my silver plate
Entire

With bloodless hands icicle-spired,

 

Have heard the flames crackle, respire
With ears listening as to a choir;
And finally have screamed gunfire
With rattling serpent's tongue inspired.

 

And at the end, the fire is out,
The ice is coming now.
And yet I doubt
If at last I rest my weary brow
That I'll at last lie unaware.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written in Chile

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The Voyage Eternal

Bright sparks, ideas, shining
Combining, kindling the fires of invention,
Soaring higher on wings created,
To the earth, no longer bound,
Bringing light, always moving,
To fill the void,
To cross all space,
Leaving behind blue skies everlasting.
Finding what is new,
Following the drive,
To seek the truth, hidden in lies,
Gazing upon stars, our eyes in wonder,
Forever burning, forges of gods,
And now for man, their energies serve,
Reshaping the universe.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My first poem.

For Cryin’ Out Loud

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2011

For cryin’ out loud
You know I love you
I always was the ice
You were always the fire
You know it’s so true

How during the winter
Even in the summer
I would get cold so easy
You were always the one
I would cling to make it better

So for cryin’ out loud
You know I love you
You gave me answers
When I asked you why
So for all that I love you

I was lost till I found you
And I never knew how far
Down I was falling
Before I reached the bottom
You have always been a star

Right in my heart
I just never knew that you were
Until here recently
When we talked and found
That we always were

Just waiting here for someone
To get the courage to speak
Then I finally did and oh
How that changed everything now we
Are strong where once we were weak

So for cryin’ out loud
You know I love you
Before we didn’t know
But now we do and never has
A love been this fuckin true

~Chrystal
Written on
April 13, 2011

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was written about Brian. About my love for him. Yes, I took Meatloaf's song title, but I also made the idea my own.

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Walk on fire

I stood and watched
the fire burn

so many of us
standing around her

in a circle
with our intention of love

burning the logs down
to red hot coals

"Earth my body...
Water my blood...
Air my breath...
Fire my Spirit..."

we watched her respond in color...
red...orange...yellow...blue...white...

so soft and gentle she became
preparing us for our walk...

red hot coals
menacingly broiling
poured along a 15 foot strip of sand
a pile of snow stands at the end

excited I was
my toes nearly frozen
eager to be near the heat
it was 10 degrees

"My body will do
whatever it takes
to let me walk on fire."

"My body will do
whatever it takes
to let me walk on fire..."

fear?...
what fear?
no fear...
I knew why I was there

Trust! Trust! Trust!
here to learn to TRUST

and what better way to learn
than to walk on fire and not get burned?

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ABLAZE---INFLAMMEN---GERMAN

Der mond blickte

auf der earch, gehause schatten

setzt die nacht in flammen.

 

 

ENGLISH

The moon looking down

on the earth casting shadows

sets the night ablaze.

(c copyright heather burns

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