He said I was all fire and no light.
all fire and no light
I have a strong mouth with no bite.
A fitting passion but won’t fight.
I’m all shell. Empty inside.
I’m everything that won’t combine.
A cup of french vanilla with no chai.
I’m incomplete with no wonder why...
He went on calling me an archer with no aim.
Still a fire but no flame.
A soul gone unclaimed.
My celestial being has been chained.
This man said this without ever knowing my name.
© 2014 Rhea Nadia
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 5:04 PM UTC
He said I was all fire and no light.
all fire and no light
I have a strong mouth with no bite.
A fitting passion but won’t fight.
I’m all shell. Empty inside.
I’m everything that won’t combine.
A cup of french vanilla with no chai.
I’m incomplete with no wonder why...
He went on calling me an archer with no aim.
Still a fire but no flame.
A soul gone unclaimed.
My celestial being has been chained.
This man said this without ever knowing my name.
© 2014 Rhea Nadia
