It Burns Poem by Naomi Waters
It Burns
The fire surrounds me
It burns
I feel it climbing up my arm
I try to scream
But the fire has burned my throat
The fire has stolen my voice
It burns
It turns my skin black
I feel my life ebbing away
Even though I have no voice I try and scream again
The fire has reached my face
It burns my cheek
It steals my sight
I am now blind
Without direction
Without a voice
I lose myself in the flames
In the fire
I fall
Into the flames
Lost forever
My last thought being
It burns
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/29/2024 8:06:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Quite emotional and somewhat scary but denotes more implications. One could suggest it's Love, another might think it's some wild thought/s inter alia. I cherish the touch of your literary hand, Naomi.
I didn't even write this one down. I just got on my computer to check my profile and them for some reason typed this up and published it