#smolder
Charcoal hands
To hold my ignited love,
The only reciprocity
Is to be maimed & scarred
With flames beyond the fire's control.
Gasoline loves a match-
Bright & hot, destructive, fast.
Burns out to within, and then
It's all exhausted;
Embers smolder to ash.
Jun 17, 2024
Jun 17, 2024 at 12:30 PM UTC
Which one of you will remember her name?
Will your minds recall by the fireside?
Will you press her softly against your lips?
Leave your secrets buried in the soil.
Let your glowing embers forever burn
Learn the lesson conjured by the old men.
Truthfully, nobody will get it right.
Yet tell yourself, "still now we have to try."
We bid farewell to you.
May 26, 2021
May 26, 2021 at 12:17 AM UTC
Left here to smolder
Somber crimson glows on the
Bottom of the heap
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 3:59 PM UTC
OUR WORDS WILL RUSH WITH LIQUID LIGHT
A SILVER STREAM THAT SMOLDERS NIGHT
Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
He wasn't always this way
A life of smoke and ash.
He's A burned house
Only ash remains.
" He wasn't always this way"
I declare.
Not knowing his past.
But knowing no one starts like ashes.
No one starts like the ruins of his old home
Which was burned down
While his mother was still inside
No one starts like his mother ended.
He wasn't always this way.
Now he lives in ashes.
He lives for smolder. Lives for smoke.
Lives for ashes.
With every cigarette he has
Every drug he sells.
He lives in smoke.
Smoke and cinder.
His teenage lungs up in smoke.
His brain fiery addicted.
He said he didn't care.
A life in smoke.
A young life... tossed before the flames
Consumed
They lick up his soul
Relieved
He is.
Cindering, smoking
Smoldering.
Burned.
Cauterize the wound.
Obtain life again from the ashes
That were the death of you and your mother.
Like a Phoenix be reborn from the rubble
Smoldering and roaring
You are a beautiful flame.
Obtain beautiful flame.
Not searing flame
So I then I won't have to say
He wasn't always this way.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 9:25 AM UTC