Molten Running Hardening Goldens Welding Strengthening Heat emitting Steaming whistling Sinking repetitively Emerging each time Lacking that youthful glow Replaced by the reflection Of my toil given to me Losing the heat of the moments Leaving it all behind It could only last so long And here I am Smoothened by the love only I could Give me
Inspiration: Welding gold and the heat of youth - (Pers Ref: KTLMA)
Read a past diary entry from several years back - laughed if I'm being honest, the passion of adolescence is lost on me.
This poem I wrote mostly to vocalise the changes I see in myself compared to the past, otherwise the style of this poem isn't something I'd see myself publishing anymore.