Poems About Fire Seeking Friendly Advice
#fire
Villev
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 11:16pm
23rd Jan 2025 11:16pm
Wildfire
My heart is humming
My gaze upon you is running
My soul through
My skin
Sweat
Yearning for your loving
To you
My spirits
Been summoned
Sparked by my desire
and
In the hills
And valleys of your beauty
My wildfires a coming
My gaze upon you is running
My soul through
My skin
Sweat
Yearning for your loving
To you
My spirits
Been summoned
Sparked by my desire
and
In the hills
And valleys of your beauty
My wildfires a coming
#beauty
#fire
#nature #spiritual
#nature #spiritual
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 6:43pm
12th Jan 2025 6:43pm
Fire and Rain
Your praying for God to send the rain.
Who then prayed for God to send the fire?
Perhaps God's just a faith for hire.!
Who then prayed for God to send the fire?
Perhaps God's just a faith for hire.!
#fire
#rain
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4 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 2:56pm
10th Jan 2025 2:56pm
Helping The Victims Of The Wildfires
The crisis in California is heartbreaking and it certainly is dire.
I donated $20.00 to the American Red Cross to help the victims of the wildfires.
I donated and I encourage you to donate too.
It will certainly be a kind thing for you to do.
The situation is horrible and there is no doubt.
Please donate to these people to help them out.
I donated $20.00 to the American Red Cross to help the victims of the wildfires.
I donated and I encourage you to donate too.
It will certainly be a kind thing for you to do.
The situation is horrible and there is no doubt.
Please donate to these people to help them out.
#fire
#money
#tragedy
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3Y3S-THVT-S33
Electra
Electra
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 4:09am
2nd Jan 2025 4:09am
No Title.
I ran from the burning stones,
For it had never felt like home.
I ran till I found a place to lay my bones,
I found a home,
Resting alone,
No light to expose its ruins.
I let my flame touch its torches,
But instead, I set the home on fire,
And as I watched it burn,
The words in my head turned:
Child of ember,
You can never escape the ashes.
For it had never felt like home.
I ran till I found a place to lay my bones,
I found a home,
Resting alone,
No light to expose its ruins.
I let my flame touch its torches,
But instead, I set the home on fire,
And as I watched it burn,
The words in my head turned:
Child of ember,
You can never escape the ashes.
#dark
#death
#denial #fire
#denial #fire
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Shon
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 6:15pm
17th Dec 2024 6:15pm
Putting a log in my fire
As I picked up a log for the fire.
Opening the door I looked in and saw in.
Before me was a view to describe.
Entranced I stared before me. glowing embers of fire.
Space i spied for my log to go.
Feeling the breeze, felt the glow of the heat.
The way the log were positioned.
The flames all aglow, looked like a city on fire.
Incandescent Crimson and Red like inside of hell.
Or when hell comes to dinner.
Fire , fire everywhere. Walls and buildings a blase
No escape from this. And you known it!
Yet this nightmare...
Opening the door I looked in and saw in.
Before me was a view to describe.
Entranced I stared before me. glowing embers of fire.
Space i spied for my log to go.
Feeling the breeze, felt the glow of the heat.
The way the log were positioned.
The flames all aglow, looked like a city on fire.
Incandescent Crimson and Red like inside of hell.
Or when hell comes to dinner.
Fire , fire everywhere. Walls and buildings a blase
No escape from this. And you known it!
Yet this nightmare...
#death
#fire
#MovingOn
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 2:18am
19th Nov 2024 2:18am
Oxygen
Will your last breath be an exhale that just continues on until all air is gone?
Can it be anything else?
No more inhales.
No more anything.
No more you.
You never existed in the first place.
You were just an imagining in consciousness.
Things only touched a convention , never you.
You can't be touched physically.
Because you don't exist physically.
You're just attached to something created by contact with something else.
...
Can it be anything else?
No more inhales.
No more anything.
No more you.
You never existed in the first place.
You were just an imagining in consciousness.
Things only touched a convention , never you.
You can't be touched physically.
Because you don't exist physically.
You're just attached to something created by contact with something else.
...
#earth
#fire
#water
80 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 8:02pm
13th Nov 2024 8:02pm
Time Is Of Essence, My Lord
Saffron
Somewhere in Time
1300 BC
Yes, my love, you are just as beautiful from the day, I rescued you from the shores of the high seas
A beautiful amulet to adorn my throne as my Queen to be
And that look in your eyes
You make me feel like a Yoruba God, in order to find you, I had to bow my head to the skies
My love, my heart is biding to yours
You are the air for which I breathe
As the sweetest flowers bloom you pollenate my temple, your tongue bathes my skin after a honey pour
Tell my heart through the window of...
Somewhere in Time
1300 BC
Yes, my love, you are just as beautiful from the day, I rescued you from the shores of the high seas
A beautiful amulet to adorn my throne as my Queen to be
And that look in your eyes
You make me feel like a Yoruba God, in order to find you, I had to bow my head to the skies
My love, my heart is biding to yours
You are the air for which I breathe
As the sweetest flowers bloom you pollenate my temple, your tongue bathes my skin after a honey pour
Tell my heart through the window of...
#fire
#lover
#seductive
#sensual
#sexy
223 reads
3 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2024 8:38pm
23rd Sep 2024 8:38pm
Free wifi
There is so much to see here
There is a free wifi.
There is a free wifi.
#earth
#fire
#water
87 reads
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Shinobi
Poem Published
20th Sep 2024 3:43pm
20th Sep 2024 3:43pm
Sunburst: The Age of the Slaughtered Lamb
with a grind, than a halt
sunburst chariots falter
glistening in the shade
of harmony.
beholden and drastic
casualties of conflict
quivering jawline, darting eyes
from beneath a masquerade
spoken in phrases of peace
trumpets blare, bombs burst
indiglow clouds passing by
arsenic and old lace, no trace
to be left...just a frown that evades
the teardrop from a clown.
no quarter given, no resistance taken.
for bravery is our mission.
when the trumpet sounds, hooves
will shake...
sunburst chariots falter
glistening in the shade
of harmony.
beholden and drastic
casualties of conflict
quivering jawline, darting eyes
from beneath a masquerade
spoken in phrases of peace
trumpets blare, bombs burst
indiglow clouds passing by
arsenic and old lace, no trace
to be left...just a frown that evades
the teardrop from a clown.
no quarter given, no resistance taken.
for bravery is our mission.
when the trumpet sounds, hooves
will shake...
#dystopian
#fire
#scifi
#shadows
#sun
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deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
18th Sep 2024 7:57pm
18th Sep 2024 7:57pm
Cold Burn
Walked through the golden harvest of corn.
Beneath descending sun.
Fully knowing the winter of the mind
would soon be born.
That first stark ivory would stun.
Before I knew inner inferno's contain icicles too.
The cold burn left the clues.
His eyes were electric heat.
His words a brutal snow.
His smile a warmth so sweet.
His touch, the absence of tomorrow.
I walked the maze through the piercing sorrow.
Beneath descending sun.
Fully knowing the winter of the mind
would soon be born.
That first stark ivory would stun.
Before I knew inner inferno's contain icicles too.
The cold burn left the clues.
His eyes were electric heat.
His words a brutal snow.
His smile a warmth so sweet.
His touch, the absence of tomorrow.
I walked the maze through the piercing sorrow.
#emptiness
#fire
#winter
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24 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 6:41pm
20th Aug 2024 6:41pm
Home
I grow weary of the earth
and call for the unfurling of wings
that I might be delivered from the
banality of this tired hateful place
It’s been a long time since I have
shifted, if I speak its name will I be
ripped into the cosmos, a dark star
disgusted with the light
The talons within bring pain to
my fingernails as if longing to burst
forth embracing the change, more at
home in the nightmare than the dream
Old flesh is torn from me, my blood
pours in flames, leaping in transformation
so high I see the...
and call for the unfurling of wings
that I might be delivered from the
banality of this tired hateful place
It’s been a long time since I have
shifted, if I speak its name will I be
ripped into the cosmos, a dark star
disgusted with the light
The talons within bring pain to
my fingernails as if longing to burst
forth embracing the change, more at
home in the nightmare than the dream
Old flesh is torn from me, my blood
pours in flames, leaping in transformation
so high I see the...
#anger
#fire
#grief #rebirth
#grief #rebirth
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deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 4:17pm
16th Aug 2024 4:17pm
The Death of Desire
The arson of my dreams,
was set by me.
A brilliant blood orange glow.
Down an abandoned wreckage road.
Night and her dark velvet invitations,
fuel my gasoline lamentations.
A self inflicted burn,
give desire a final blistering yearn.
Hopes and wishes compose
optimism's lather.
But dreams are now dead blackened cadavers.
was set by me.
A brilliant blood orange glow.
Down an abandoned wreckage road.
Night and her dark velvet invitations,
fuel my gasoline lamentations.
A self inflicted burn,
give desire a final blistering yearn.
Hopes and wishes compose
optimism's lather.
But dreams are now dead blackened cadavers.
#dreams
#fire
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