Burning

Burning

A Poem by Tayler
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Does every poem have to have a point? For this poem, you read it and decide the point :)

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Elusive fire, burning bright

Swallow all with fearsome might. 

 

Dancing shadows, playfully swirl

Cold, dark fingers, gently uncurl.

 

Caressing my cheek, it pulls in me 

Swallowing fears, making me thin.

 

I'm nothing now, nought but a dream, 

Fallen apart, fell through the seams, 

 

Escape this dungeon, this hungry hole,

Steal back lives, make them whole.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2009 Tayler


Author's Note

Tayler
There is no point, once again, so no need for angry words

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very nice. There is a point here. This is a depiction. Its the same as any abstract painting,
except you decided to use words. I can feel the warmth. The choice of words you used to
set the imagery was great.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You don't need a point or understanding here in my opinion. This poem explains itself, as i feel as if the fire is actually relieving your of fear and lifes problems. Just watch the flame grow, truly showing us a sight that is passionate and bright. Nice poem here.

-Will

Posted 14 Years Ago


good stuff, and i agree that there needn't be a point

Posted 14 Years Ago



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