A Poem by thumbelina

I told you I hate the thought of burning alive;
You promised you'd never let me die.
Said you'd keep me warm,
but guarded from the flames.
Then you unfolded my heart,
in the palm of your paws
and poured me into the petroleum pool of your mind,
caressing every last one of my tender petals,
as you pulled me apart.
You set me ablaze in the heat of your fire.
Took me by the hand,
Said you'd show me the beauty to be found in flames;
little did i know - you meant my flames...
you threw me into the furnace of your parched jungle heart.
And how badly it hurt,
as the silk ribbon leaked down from my smile,
lacing inaudible screams through the fabric of a fools heart.

© 2015 thumbelina

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Added on April 17, 2015
Last Updated on April 17, 2015



United Kingdom

I've only recently started to write poetry so I still have a lot of room for improvements. I write solely as a way of expressing my own thoughts and emotions. Every poem I share is a piece of myself t.. more..