Soul Of Flames Poem by Bethany Maxwell
Soul Of Flames
I sit and watch as the flames lick at the bricks
The red, and orange tipped beauty
The tongues of fury lick
As it burns through the wood and metal preforming its duty
The red hipmotizing, the orange bright
I watch the light fill the black
What a wonderful sight
Bringing the memories back
The house falls to pieces as I sit and stare
My tears falling to the ground
My eyes filled whith the flames glare
My tears fall to the ground without a sound
I sit and watch as the flames lick at the bricks
The red, and orange tipped with beauty
The flames swirl and mix
As I sit in silence intranced with love and lust
The flames so wonderful so bright
The night dark as coal
My eyes filled with stars, with light
The flames licking at my soul
great great great imagery.....flows so well or burns my heart so well.................I can sese the warmth of flames.brings its picture to my eye
A mesmerizing poem with vivid imagery. You've captured the experience very well. Congrats on Poem Of The Day.
A captivating awesome write. Heartiest Congrats on it's poem of the Day.
The silent wail of a lonely heart. sitting by the fire reminiscing the days gone. nicely composed, it is deeply emotional ink. Congratulations! ! !
Poem reminds of the loneliness one can experience when single. And there is no one else to turn too but the self. Expressed beautifully. Congratulation! ! !
Awakening! Epiphany of the soul and revelations of a life long journey penetrating the layers of the many barriers we impose on ourselves or by others..freedom from restraints..good poem, congratulations...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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So Bright! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.