deepundergroundpoetry.com

Burned

Reaching up, getting burned.
Blisters boaster, letdown;
Though really, more is earned.
No greater a gain,
The employs of pain,
When one's love is spurned.

Armed then, with sage advice.
And a stronger constitution.
He carries with him, a new device;
All at once, to where he'd been,
Climbing up, where the air is thin.
His sole intent, that he, not be burned twice.
Written by Lamjhnsn1 (FREe African King)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 1
comments 3 reads 106
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 1:21am by oldmanG
SPEAKEASY
Today 1:01am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 00:58am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 00:38am by Zazzles
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 00:15am by SweetKittyCat5
POETRY
Yesterday 9:12pm by Abracadabra