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Bijan Nowain Feb 2015
Graceful sweet scent, upon the evergreen
The solitary life it must endure
Illusive, two seasons hidden between
A weathered, wounded heart it can not cure
For it is secret love that it desires
Passion brewing from a single, sole bud
Inside embers, burning, stoking the fires
Restless, the absence of peace, boiled blood
Under the dim light it will not be fazed
Lone in serenity, tranquil, it thrives
An alluring site one has ever gazed
Be still, in refuge and strength, it survives
It’s time, let go of the gem so comely,
Single, white harmony for my lovely
sol Feb 2015
Angel of Hell, Angel of the Sun.
Angel of fear, daring you to run.

Composed of fire,
Burning furiously with desire.

Flames licking at the surface,
Always threatening to worsen.

Burning deep below,
Hiding so no one will know.

Boiling just underneath,
Ready to be unleashed.

Ashes to ashes,
We all burn down.

Embers to embers,
Burning bright and proud.

Flames to burning flames,
Never to be tamed.
Rhyme scheme :D
I'm not so great with rhymes but I thought this was pretty good!!
mja Feb 2015
i fell in love with you
like fire

it was a flame at first
small and barely visible
but the warmth of its glow
replaced the crevices
where the darkness in my heart
resides

then suddenly-
it was wildfire.
it was passionate
and obsessive
the flames were getting out of control
not only the crevices burned
but my heart in its entirety.

i was blinded
by the blaze of the inferno
and the pungent smell of smoke
and when my vision cleared
i was nothing more
than futile ashes
scattering in the grim wind


-m.j.a
Roxxanna Kurtz Jan 2015
You're a daunting ember
in the back of my mind.
I'm afraid you'll catch fire
to my consciousness,
smoky tendrils wrapped around memories,
your flames kissing my thoughts
like how you used to kiss me.

I miss your spark.
I miss you, J.W.
Chiyo Jan 2015
i think, in another life, we were forests
worshiping the seasons, or maybe we still are,

bound to the earth by roots

perhaps we were minerals and crystals deep underground,
and we may have retained the fear of being buried

or we could have been the wind or water
for we still whistle and bubble our way around this planet.

and we still howl in the ears of the living

i like to think, in another life, we were fire
because we burn an impression on these lands

and can still be an inferno even when reduced embers
Amitav Radiance Jan 2015
Luscious words drip from your lips
Stoking the embers, waiting to burn
Wild fires aren't meant to be tamed
Dances to the wild beats of passion
Glow, you cannot stay away from
Lured to the way of the swaying walk
Path that leads to ecstasy
Never looking back again
Everything’s lit by the beautiful fire
Flares of passion play together
Inciting the deepest desires
Truth bares all
Can’t deny your way tonight
Nothing, but acceptance
Solaces Oct 2014
In the dream I am running through this maze.. It is vast and complex.. Many beautiful distractions are here.. Many who have entered have indeed made this place their home because of the paradise this maze creates for them.. I know I am close to finding the way out.. The final part of this maze is made up of many freezing chambers.. This is a cold that strikes the inside of bone.. I cannot get warm..

I fear death will have me in his cold arms soon. I am unable to move.. I can remember the lava chambers early on in this maze.. I carried with me then a device that would keep me cool in the extreme heat.. I helped out another person who almost died from the heat.. I kept him cool as we carried on through the horrible heat together.. We parted ways a few weeks ago..

I opened my eyes to a light shining in the darkness.. It was blue in color.. I also noticed that I felt a lot warmer.. The light was coming from my chest.. I found out what ever was shining was attached to my neck by a warm chain.. It was a blue ember of some sort.. It did not burn my skin at all.. It seem to create a field of ambient warmness around my body.. I stood up and saw another blue light in front of me.. It was the man I helped in the lava chambers!! The blue embers burned brightly as we walked together through the frozen labyrinth..
together
Nemo Outis Sep 2014
Tell me about
your bicycle lights,
do they shine?
like embers in the
dark of night
or are they faded?
like far away stars
who omit some days
that they are there.
forget your bike.
I'll come find you.

— The End —