Pyromania

Bombing, and calming your emotions.
Entranced, and vaporized by the velocity of your motions.

Children are crying, parents all dying.
I sprinkle lime on the tombs, the regret of my interlude.

The castles in flames, my head swimming with fumes and games.
A line unrelated, to prove our lives deteriorated.

From the inferno, ever burning..
I try and calm the fires penetrating, ever yearning..
To halt its effects on your body, i can not, i regret.

Your face, once so beautiful, now twisted; grotesque,
But the effects of the blaze on your soul, heartbreaking at best.

As much as i want to bring you back to life,
I see no need to ressurect you right.

My heart-ache, contagious,
Your laughter, outrageous,
Our civilions flag caught fire, but my biggest loss..
Was not my home, or my charred cross.

What hurt the worst, was finding your ring..
Feeling your broken promise, hearing you sing....

Reviews

[☯]

Very sad, but yet again another great poem :)

[Allie :)]

This is really good...honestly, it terrified, and traumatized at the same time....I like it!

[Kathryn]

'What hurt the worst, was finding your ring./Feeling your broken promise, hearing you sing....' What a perfect ending. You are a truly fabulous poet, well done :)

[A.E. Surdam]

What a powerful line, "The castles in flames, my head swimming with fumes and games." This was a great read. Loved it.

[State of Grace]

AAWW!! So sad!! This has so much emotion! One of my favorites! :)