Poems about Fire
#fire
Beauty and danger, poems about fire use flames and fire as inspiration, warmth, fantasy and metaphor in poetry.
Heavy 13
Feeling heavy 13
Feeling heavy carbon
I’m 13 into my fusion
Fusion fuels me I speed
Colliding with myself
I’m nuclear in you
My tension fuels me and
I’m spinning like a top
Symphony when we crash together
We crash and blow up the world
Fall into a rhythm like we’re in chic fil a
While my sins scream from the pew
Church of sins inside me
I’m feeling heavy carbon I’m 13
Hover above light carbon 12 doesn’t spark
Nuclear chemistry...
Feeling heavy carbon
I’m 13 into my fusion
Fusion fuels me I speed
Colliding with myself
I’m nuclear in you
My tension fuels me and
I’m spinning like a top
Symphony when we crash together
We crash and blow up the world
Fall into a rhythm like we’re in chic fil a
While my sins scream from the pew
Church of sins inside me
I’m feeling heavy carbon I’m 13
Hover above light carbon 12 doesn’t spark
Nuclear chemistry...
#earth
#fire
#water
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Fishermen
In the waves of the sea, a secret kept,
accept, from the sea, its surly murmur
and on moonlit nights, an enchanted dream.
The wind whispers stories of the past
and the stars shine in a starry sky.
Accept, from the sea, its surly murmur.
On the distant horizon, an unanchored boat
navigate in silence, destiny set
in the lonely sailor, heavy heart.
Accept, from the sea, its surly murmur.
In the walls, mysteries hanged
and the sirens sing a sacred song.
The headlight illuminates the desired path ...
accept, from the sea, its surly murmur
and on moonlit nights, an enchanted dream.
The wind whispers stories of the past
and the stars shine in a starry sky.
Accept, from the sea, its surly murmur.
On the distant horizon, an unanchored boat
navigate in silence, destiny set
in the lonely sailor, heavy heart.
Accept, from the sea, its surly murmur.
In the walls, mysteries hanged
and the sirens sing a sacred song.
The headlight illuminates the desired path ...
#art
#earth
#fire
#music
#water
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Free wifi
There is so much to see here
There is a free wifi.
There is a free wifi.
#earth
#fire
#water
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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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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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If you play with fire....(you know the rest)
A 44 year old woman in America doused herself in gasoline and lit herself on fire in protest of one of those yearly Miss America Beauty Pageant's. Before lighting the match, the woman shouted slogans criticizing the pageant's exploitation of woman. Her last words were reportedly, "WATER! WATER! WATER!!" The pageant continued.
#fiction
#fire
#inequality
#LifeStruggles
#satirical
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Central Law's
When one
Thinks about those Word's
The United States
The Meaning of the Word's
Independent states
With their
Independent laws
With their
Independent people
Who vote for those laws
That sadly
Is being slowly Erased away
Becoming a European 2.o
Just a country
Ruled
By a stroke of a Pen
Thinks about those Word's
The United States
The Meaning of the Word's
Independent states
With their
Independent laws
With their
Independent people
Who vote for those laws
That sadly
Is being slowly Erased away
Becoming a European 2.o
Just a country
Ruled
By a stroke of a Pen
#fire
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Through the Glass
The taxi idles, headlights dim,
Two girls step out, on a whim.
"Did you see the way she kissed her neck?"
"She wants so much more, what the heck."
They reach their room, the curtains sway,
A private show, just feet away.
Will they know they're not alone,
Or keep on going, lost in moan?
Two girls step out, on a whim.
"Did you see the way she kissed her neck?"
"She wants so much more, what the heck."
They reach their room, the curtains sway,
A private show, just feet away.
Will they know they're not alone,
Or keep on going, lost in moan?
#fire
#nature
#night #rain
#night #rain
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A Splendid Flame
How splendid is the flame
that allows us to then blame
the arsonists within us all
a match strike before the fall
With so many bridges I see
each a new pyre for me
to now set bright a light
set ablaze this restless night
Just a pure cleansing of fire
stokes such deeper desire
as flames lick the wick
ignite both kindling and stick
Though I try to fight the urge
to rekindle another purge
bathe in its orange glow
claim again what I must know
For all of these wicked deeds
consummate darker...
that allows us to then blame
the arsonists within us all
a match strike before the fall
With so many bridges I see
each a new pyre for me
to now set bright a light
set ablaze this restless night
Just a pure cleansing of fire
stokes such deeper desire
as flames lick the wick
ignite both kindling and stick
Though I try to fight the urge
to rekindle another purge
bathe in its orange glow
claim again what I must know
For all of these wicked deeds
consummate darker...
#fire
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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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Summer's Flame
A force so potent, it grips me tight,
Turning my soul through endless night.
She dances like flames in summer’s heat,
A woman I crave with every heartbeat.
Her warmth envelops me, a sultry tide,
A fire within that I can’t hide.
Her allure is elusive, just out of reach,
A silent song her silence can teach.
In the sun, she teases and plays,
Naked beneath skies that stretch for days.
Yet as I reach to pull her close,
She slips away, like sand through fingers, exposed.
My heart pounds fiercely with need,
Yearning for her...
Turning my soul through endless night.
She dances like flames in summer’s heat,
A woman I crave with every heartbeat.
Her warmth envelops me, a sultry tide,
A fire within that I can’t hide.
Her allure is elusive, just out of reach,
A silent song her silence can teach.
In the sun, she teases and plays,
Naked beneath skies that stretch for days.
Yet as I reach to pull her close,
She slips away, like sand through fingers, exposed.
My heart pounds fiercely with need,
Yearning for her...
#admiration
#crush
#erotic
#fire
#love
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My old flame
A girl I went out with a long time ago is lying on a table with her shirt off
I'm trying to kiss her stomach but she's extremely hot to the touch
Another girl I was having sex with moments before comes into the same room
The girl on the table sits up and says to the other girl, "Leave now or you'll end up like me, Dead!"
I'm trying to kiss her stomach but she's extremely hot to the touch
Another girl I was having sex with moments before comes into the same room
The girl on the table sits up and says to the other girl, "Leave now or you'll end up like me, Dead!"
#dark
#death
#fire
#girlfriend
#sensual
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