Even the stars burn
Blake 1d
I love a quiet boy
For him I pine, I long
I see his simple joy
Then swiftly he is gone
I watch him reappear
As fair and calm as ever
And Cupid tugs my ear
And gently whispers “never”
the fire roars
the flames rise
you set my heart alight
and watched me burn
Light me up
Burn my remains
Leave my memories to turn
To ash in the forest
Remind the others
To stay away.
Wayward 4d
She watched the flames consume her land,
She watched her castle turn to ash.
All she wanted was to be saved.
But there was no King to her salvage.

She knew she'll make it out alive,
But she looked out at her kingdom with a sigh.
She knew she built her walls too high,
Locking up everything she loved, inside.

She knew it was time to move on,
All that she'd ever known, was now gone.
Her frayed gown swayed to the wind,
As she walked away, leaving her kingdom behind.

I have no idea why I wrote this or what I was trying to convey. Probably, my worst ever poem. I'll work on a nice one today. This one's specifically inspired by Alec Benjamin.
Isaac 4d
in only three
days I will be
pushed out of
the category
of being super young
my twenties have begun
I secretly hope
that I won't lose the fun
of life and living
getting and giving
dancing to the tunes
my heart is singing
dreaming dreams
scheming schemes
excitedly studying
captivating themes
hoping big hopes
crossing thin ropes
and climbing over
giant big slopes
as the next lot
of years slot
their way into me
I hope I will not
lose my inner child
by becoming mild
may my heart forever
burn free and wild
Written 17 August 2018
Ashley Aug 12
Here in the morning gloaming
my skin flaming
as I imagine red kisses
from smouldering lips!

How easily
in anticipation
you make me wimper
before with pleasure
making me simper -
each kiss
another hot coal
placed on my rawness
with searing softness.
Scarlett Aug 13
And just like a volcano
I am both a destroyer and a creator
I can burn and heal
I am beautiful yet dangerous
strong when I need to be
Torturous when i don't want to be
Thomas EG Aug 12
So I'll burn the empty coke cans
And hope that they explode
I'll walk a day in your shoes
Hitting self-destruct over and o-

-ver, until it kills me
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