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LC Apr 18
flames raze the forest,
bringing it to its knees.
ashes line the ground,
fertilizing the charred soil.
the clouds mourn for the forest,
blessing the ground with its tears.
seeds of all sizes land,
and the sun wakes up to greet them.
a garden rises from the ashes.
Escapril Day 17!
Prompt: garden.
I have been thinking about resilience and bouncing back lately, and the result was this poem. Happy Easter to everyone celebrating, and I hope you are all doing well 💗
Healer Mar 24
You met me like a question with no **** explanation.
We embraced eachother like
Icy water and smoky flames,
Now I see you in every constellations.
In different timeline, in different planes.
They say I am over imaginative but **** you are a beautiful disintegration.
lua Mar 6
skin made of fire
organs made of flame
each strand of hair a wisp of smoke

living in a forest
one touch can blow it all away
but there's nothing like
free oxygen.
Estelline Dec 2021
I’m keeping the promise I made
While drunk in the clouds of love
Some might say it was rushed
Because my heart was too flushed for you
But even to this day
In the mists of all the pain
I’d still wait in that line

So I walked up the gate
I could see you signing your book
Called “love is fate”
You seemed to have found your happy ever after

The ground smiled
As the sun cast it’s rays creating warmth
So sweet to the spring freeze

I took a step forward with all my might
Afterall why was there a reason to fright
But the ground beneath me flashed into fire
The flames grew higher and higher

I ran for my life
As it all burned down
I fell and stumbled
Cutting my knees
Beneath the spiky hills

My tears washed the blood away
I was afraid it would be too late
But I found the line
Just in time

My broken body
Stood in front
I grunted in pain
But smiled anyway
Here I was just for you

But you couldn’t look me in my face
You turned to the back
Frowning in disgust


I guess it was all in vain
Tears flooded me again
Coated in the feeling of shame
And now I wish
The flames would have eaten me up.
I posted this one a little while ago, but I don't know if people could actually see it, so I wanted to re-post it and see what happens
LC Nov 2021
sticks rub together in her brain,
forming bright, painful sparks
that unite to become flames -
vibrant, scorching, dark -
settling into every crevice
until the smoke washes over -
opaque, thick, endless -
and ashes close in on her.
Gerald Sep 2021
I was just trying to save the little that was left of me.

I didn't know.

Putting out the flames, when emotions set you ablaze just turns your heart cold.
Karijinbba Sep 2021
Not in voice?
If I want to know
if he really loves me so
  in his kiss there's fire,
nowhere else I can know.
I felt this flame in one love
I find it again!
Because it's right
because I own this fire
and my lover owns same

No it's never too soon
or too late for true love
to meet half way masked
The Kiss! Anxient fire
ages asleep awakens díer
twin flames unrequieted.
Memory ignition the key
We long to see that face,
we die to hear that voice
our beloved breaths on.

Our grail lost found
so many times before
so many lifetimes on and on
twin soul ancient divine
the cosmic law of attraction
pairs up beings knowing
what we cannot unravel
we ask to see to marvel
as life times we struggle.
May we meet to tangle.

Let's not live of trinkets
dreams and memories
alone, sharks we are
no liquor can makes us
a sharks meal.
Why become ramora!

We're rascals Rhett
and his Scarlet renewed.
This world will never
own us, let's own it
we are the authors
of our own life and destiny
We know, we intuit
we are loved cherished
in ways so deep no words
exist to describe our
joy and happiness
the battomless loss
abyss free us in courage.
what we ask to see lifetimes before
is now reveled and revered.
Oh the silky breath
my Angel once withdrawn
in sadness
my love returns priceless.
Softly as rose petals tikling
memory chip's lock snapping
the long gap banished.
Allesha Eman Sep 2021
Dust settles between this continental divide
I, on one end, a fleeting candle wick
Burning slowly, hopelessly against this cold
And time, like fallen clouds,
Does everything to hide the sun.

I practice dancing to sounds of silence
Distances become all too familiar
and like melted wax, I fall to the floor

hoping that before you walk away
you will break this barricade of silence
that time has built around us
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