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Isaac Nov 12
hypnotic dreams, what are you telling me?
I feel everything, I feel myself unraveling
the beautiful ribbons suddenly choking me
I can't breathe, I can't see
the winding road ahead, me ever leaving this bed
possibilities are endless but not in my head
there's only one way or else I stray
cannot see myself set ablaze at the stake
I thought I was magic
turns out I am just a magnet for tragic endings
suspending my beliefs, diving deep
I hope I can reignite the spark in me
the sparks I bleed and not just drown in this sea
heaven watch over me
Strying Sep 26
a wave of air
a stream of fire
a world ablaze
a person enranged
a life encaged
and eyes
and a smile
and everything
and you.
exhausted, but felt like writing something :)
goodnight everyone <3
ryn Jun 5
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Alina Jan 21
It left me burning. I expected hollow, but never the all together searing smoking pain. An eternal scalding I cannot shake. I envisioned my eyes aglow, instead my inside set ablaze
M Solav Jan 2020
O like a breeze they stemmed,
From the north, like a storm;
Trampled these feet of ours!

A far reaching spell alone brought
Auguries of a will and ravage;
A hunger to be scorched.

Standing at the crossroad of a time,
Holding the floor tide by tide;
Aiming thus far fair and well.

Nor a soul ever was to complain,
First were they once they came;
And seats taken all the same.

Minuscule down the immense
Must all find where to commence
A motion towards shared quests?

But as these perish, unsheathed swords,
Their sediments to restore the world
And all else shall be vain!

May some through fortune stand and last
Upon all this dream of a burning land
Way up high beyond stars.
Written in September 2016 - for a photopoetry book titled "Thousand Reflections on Lake Qiandao"


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Ken Mears Nov 2019
Some days,

Things go your way

Some days,

Others, you want to cry all day.


When the worst days come

And trust me, they will,

Just start to hum,

And keep going over that hill.


When it feels like the world,

Is tumbling down,

Deep into the underworld,

And you think you may drown.


Hold your head up high,

And just push on,

Keep your face to the sky,

And focus thereon.


When everything around,

Feels like it's ablaze,

While you are fear-bound,

Trapped in a maze.


Think back to the best days,

When you saw the future bright,

For that future is always,

Just within your sight.
A M Ryder Jul 2019
I'd set the world ablaze
Just to watch the flames
Dance in her eyes
Desire Feb 2019
With the width of the universe's expanse,
outer space holding stars within its hands,
of the millions of stars shooting ablaze,
the Sun somehow shines on you everyday.


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emmie cosgrove Apr 2018
Once walking through the clouds of heaven
An angel did spy on the ground below
Curious to learn the ways of the mortals
She shed her halo and carefully packed up her wings
She bid the comfort of heaven farewell, eager for more
And fell to Earth
The world greeted her, ablaze with flames
These flames began to burn around her heart
Promising to keep the Angel warm whilst she ventured on
Heaven envied the joy that the Earth did provide
And heaven wept
Rain poured from the sky
The fire that the Angel fell so in love with had started to die out
As the flames faded, she grew weak
But a spark had always lived inside the Angel
It ran through her blood
She unpacked her wings and attached them to her back
She knew the spark was there
She had grown weary of heaven’s jealousy
And knew it was time to battle
The Angel’s fire was so strong it put out the rain that had tried to **** her
Her wings were aglow with orange and red
For the fire didn’t control her, she controlled it
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