Burn

Burn

A Poem by Sabbath_Nikole
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For a friend who had lost all hope.

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Unlock the door

My hearts on fire

Quench its ever burning ways

  Let loose this ravage thing

There’s no controlling

  The whims of the soul

Be free my love

  Everlasting

Unbound my heart

  Is shaking

Unsure of the world

   Unaware of the terror

Ignorance

  Ah, ignorance

  T’was bliss

But pain makes itself known

  With many Iron faces

  Treacherous voices

  Wretched souls

Beings who’ve lost their way

  They no longer see the light in the dark

Free yourself

  From these soul sucking

  Demons

Bind yourself

  To your true cause

Burn your light for all to see

Burn brightly my love

Find that spark

  Inflame the damned

  Who are so drawn to you

    Watch my love

Ground your fragile soul

Protect your broken dreams

  These beings, these soulless counts

    Have lost their own way

They spread and consume

   Like wildfire

Test you

  Try your faith

Cause you to lose yourself

Burn my love, Burn

Banish the fallen

  The crazed

    And the doomed

 

Live my darling

© 2010 Sabbath_Nikole


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This was inspirational and holds alot of truth.. those who have lost hope, the will to live, have and hold dreams.. they truly are people who do exist all around us and it is their CHOICE to do so. Those who aspire have to have and hold the passion to keep their dreams tightly.. we can work and still dream.

Not everyone has dreams or feels good about creativity.. many lost those things in childhood.. some say these things are immaturity.. when dreaming is what creates masterpieces.. gives us the pulsating music we love.. fills us with hope! Sometimes you have to distance yourself from those no longer dreaming that attempt to put out your fire.. while we do have to prioritize things.. we should never lose those dreams or let others stamp them out or drown them. Beautiful words flowing through this.. from a heart of someone with REAL fire.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Whew, good lord... okay I can breate now.
Sabbath, that was intense, and significant,
love the style.

Very nicely done!
Antonio


Posted 14 Years Ago


dude this was nice, makes the flicker burn brighter.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This was inspirational and holds alot of truth.. those who have lost hope, the will to live, have and hold dreams.. they truly are people who do exist all around us and it is their CHOICE to do so. Those who aspire have to have and hold the passion to keep their dreams tightly.. we can work and still dream.

Not everyone has dreams or feels good about creativity.. many lost those things in childhood.. some say these things are immaturity.. when dreaming is what creates masterpieces.. gives us the pulsating music we love.. fills us with hope! Sometimes you have to distance yourself from those no longer dreaming that attempt to put out your fire.. while we do have to prioritize things.. we should never lose those dreams or let others stamp them out or drown them. Beautiful words flowing through this.. from a heart of someone with REAL fire.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Sabbath_Nikole
Sabbath_Nikole

Somewhere in, OH



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I am a thinker, in some ways Im considered an adult. I have a passion for some things that could rival the suns heat. Im not just another face in the crowd. Im a sister to two, and a cousin and godmot.. more..

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