Matches

A metaphoric comparison of love to matches, either way, you get burned.

Memories still burn

Like the matches...

Light the matches

Disintegrate the wood 

Disintegrate my heart

What was once a flame 

Started with a spark

A spark from heated friction 

Friction heated by affection

Over time affection faded 

From lack of heat,

Lack of connection

Lighten up the room 

You lightened up my world

Dark, and cold, and silent

Defeated, hurt, and scared

The matches showed a path 

You showed me a new somewhere 

A somewhere that was bright 

Enlightened by your fire 

I didn't know I had it in me 

A newly found desire

As the stick got smaller

As our distances got longer

I felt the fire burn 

And I felt myself get stronger

As we reached the end 

I felt the horrid sting

Then the flame burnt out 

No more flame within my soul

Here I stand again

Dark, and lost, and cold

Bitter ashes scatter freely

Broken shards of hope disperse 

Now I've finally learned my lesson

Play with fire..

You get burned.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write...A good analogy...:)........................

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you! :)

~Nox

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome:)..........................

[POETIC SOUL 2013]

Wonderful Word Play and excellent description :) Now where are my matches....

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you!(:

~Nox

[POETIC SOUL 2013]

Your Welcome Nox :)

[Poetic Beauty]

This is a great comparison of desire and matches. Without out love the passion flame can be snuffed out. Without mutual love and attention the embers can be drenched in rain. Each word each line fits this piece perfectly. Very powerful and the end is like the lights of a stage going out.

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you! I appreciate it! :)

~Nox

[Frieda P]

As Steven Tyler would say "Well, hellfire, save matches" I won't pen the rest, but you probably know it already...how can you be 14 and pen this genius piece of work...KUDOS!

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you very much! I always love your reviews :)

~Nox

[Frieda P]

Well deserved, all I was writing at that age was angsty teenage rants. ;-)

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Well done, you have a fascinating way of thinking for such a tender age.

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you very much! :)

~Nox

[Saddam]

As the stick got smaller
As our distances got longer
I felt the fire burn
And I felt myself get stronger
As we reached the end
I felt the horrid sting
Then the flame burnt out
This is one of very nice poetry which I have ever read. well done and well imagined. Love this.

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you so much! Appreciate it! :)

~Nox

[Saddam]

love dear...you are welcome.

[Megan]

I like this alot! Youre really good especially for your age! When I was 13 I couldnt write like this :p Keep writing! :)

[Alanna Nox]

Thank you! I'll definitely keep writing! :)

~Nox