Fire, fire, orange, tall, and bright
Symblance of desire and passion true
When fed by love, potential reach full height.
When we look for knowledge, we learn we knew.
The fire goes out when the clock strikes twelve
the fire's life goes out like the sun at night
Desire found during a dungeon delve,
the fire of life will brighten our blights.
The shock of sadness and grief dims our lights,
makes us worry that we are not alright.
The cold sets in, and reality bites,
the night outs us out, like a firefight.
Our longest lives are fire, tried and true,
we are all fires, even me and you.
Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 10:13 PM UTC
Fire, fire, orange, tall, and bright
Symblance of desire and passion true
When fed by love, potential reach full height.
When we look for knowledge, we learn we knew.
The fire goes out when the clock strikes twelve
the fire's life goes out like the sun at night
Desire found during a dungeon delve,
the fire of life will brighten our blights.
The shock of sadness and grief dims our lights,
makes us worry that we are not alright.
The cold sets in, and reality bites,
the night outs us out, like a firefight.
Our longest lives are fire, tried and true,
we are all fires, even me and you.
Sonnet I wrote for english class ;)
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