Poems about Fire
#fire
Beauty and danger, poems about fire use flames and fire as inspiration, warmth, fantasy and metaphor in poetry.
Infernal Reign
Harken the Ghost high
Challenge me and purify
Of which perdition prescribes
Exalt myself above creations throne
Ascendency of hellfire and bone
Weep not at damnations door
Brimstone beneath my feet
Blistering outside heaven's heat
Chant out the ruinous prayer
Rule above their congregation
Burn away his profane stagnation
And profit off rebellions due
Sovereign above hope and fear
Grasping beyond seraphim at His ear
To climb...
Challenge me and purify
Of which perdition prescribes
Exalt myself above creations throne
Ascendency of hellfire and bone
Weep not at damnations door
Brimstone beneath my feet
Blistering outside heaven's heat
Chant out the ruinous prayer
Rule above their congregation
Burn away his profane stagnation
And profit off rebellions due
Sovereign above hope and fear
Grasping beyond seraphim at His ear
To climb...
#dark
#devil
#fire
#hell
#rhyming
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Labyrinthine Healings
To sleep the Angels sleep
Beauty in darkness's age
Solomon dethroned as demons creep
Genius of the olden sage
To the holy is torment and insanity
Seeking not Morningstar's blare
And to peer beyond veiled vanity
Breathe in the aether's air
Reverberation of a corpses chortle
Reach across the dying stars
Grasp the cures through nights portal
Nocturnal oculus show me shades wide and far
Grant me the healing of your twisting turns
Show me your...
Beauty in darkness's age
Solomon dethroned as demons creep
Genius of the olden sage
To the holy is torment and insanity
Seeking not Morningstar's blare
And to peer beyond veiled vanity
Breathe in the aether's air
Reverberation of a corpses chortle
Reach across the dying stars
Grasp the cures through nights portal
Nocturnal oculus show me shades wide and far
Grant me the healing of your twisting turns
Show me your...
#dark
#fire
#hell #rhyming
#hell #rhyming
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Where I call home
girl me and you
kinda remind me
Of johnny and June
All the years
so many smiles,
we've had our share of tears .
oh how we burned up
the miles,
A whole lot of glad,
a handful of sad,
Many memories
We've had
with each other
I swear Ill never have another
Ill Ever again call my lover,
It's where I'll run to
when my crazy world
Comes unglued,
When life's got me
feeling so dam small
I can't bear
the weight of it all,
Your love is
my heart's telephone,
I'll dial you...
kinda remind me
Of johnny and June
All the years
so many smiles,
we've had our share of tears .
oh how we burned up
the miles,
A whole lot of glad,
a handful of sad,
Many memories
We've had
with each other
I swear Ill never have another
Ill Ever again call my lover,
It's where I'll run to
when my crazy world
Comes unglued,
When life's got me
feeling so dam small
I can't bear
the weight of it all,
Your love is
my heart's telephone,
I'll dial you...
#dreams
#fire
#LifeGoals #love
#LifeGoals #love
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Is that burning flesh I smell
Little boy left for hardly 10 minutes
The sitter had gone to the store for some cigarettes and soda
When she returned she saw the fire engines in front of the house
She saw the smoke & flames
She found out that the little boy she was babysitting had lit his little brother's crib on fire
The baby was burned to death
He used the matches she had left on the table
He had heard that the only child gets more attention from the parents
More love & extra dessert
He was only looking out for number one
The sitter had gone to the store for some cigarettes and soda
When she returned she saw the fire engines in front of the house
She saw the smoke & flames
She found out that the little boy she was babysitting had lit his little brother's crib on fire
The baby was burned to death
He used the matches she had left on the table
He had heard that the only child gets more attention from the parents
More love & extra dessert
He was only looking out for number one
#children
#family
#fire
#ignorance
#ShortStory
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The Vortex of the Being!!!
We burn to ashes... And rid ourself of the burden of emotions...
Governed by the pure intention of resurrection...
We tend to harness the power of the immortal soul!!!!
Drenched in the vortex of our past lives...
We travel through the mystical garden of hope...
Where courage is the fuel of the flight and the heart, the navigator!!!!
Every junction has its own wisdom... Some turn right, some turn wrong...
As we swim across the depth of self restrictions...
The blanket of pure warmth and divine grace,...
Governed by the pure intention of resurrection...
We tend to harness the power of the immortal soul!!!!
Drenched in the vortex of our past lives...
We travel through the mystical garden of hope...
Where courage is the fuel of the flight and the heart, the navigator!!!!
Every junction has its own wisdom... Some turn right, some turn wrong...
As we swim across the depth of self restrictions...
The blanket of pure warmth and divine grace,...
#earth
#fire
#water
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In Flame and Ink
I have always lived my life
in flame and ink
setting the world all ablaze
just to burn off the haze
So I may then write myself
penned in words true
but also those false
a surprise in these lies
For to then lie with truth
requires a certain deft skill
from commanding the quill
letting the words flow free
Tattooing each new page
to defy both place and age
weave such barbed lines
that can then cut to the quick
Before I let the writing dry
satisfied that I now know...
in flame and ink
setting the world all ablaze
just to burn off the haze
So I may then write myself
penned in words true
but also those false
a surprise in these lies
For to then lie with truth
requires a certain deft skill
from commanding the quill
letting the words flow free
Tattooing each new page
to defy both place and age
weave such barbed lines
that can then cut to the quick
Before I let the writing dry
satisfied that I now know...
#confessional
#fire
#SelfDiscovery
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Electric Lust
Her gaze, a flame, seductive fire,
Urged him on, to meet desire.
Eyes of nerves, boxer’s bulge,
A risky dance, no room to indulge.
Bodies clashed, she gave in deep,
Gasping at the sight she’d keep.
“Ladies, gents, watch him weak,
As I drain him, inch by peak.”
By day he’s soft, by night a beast,
Her breasts in hand, a lustful feast.
“Double D’s, do you adore?”
She whispered hot, wanting more.
Teasing clit with cockhead’s kiss,
“Don’t tease, don’t tease,” her breathless hiss.
Hair in grip, he claimed his...
Urged him on, to meet desire.
Eyes of nerves, boxer’s bulge,
A risky dance, no room to indulge.
Bodies clashed, she gave in deep,
Gasping at the sight she’d keep.
“Ladies, gents, watch him weak,
As I drain him, inch by peak.”
By day he’s soft, by night a beast,
Her breasts in hand, a lustful feast.
“Double D’s, do you adore?”
She whispered hot, wanting more.
Teasing clit with cockhead’s kiss,
“Don’t tease, don’t tease,” her breathless hiss.
Hair in grip, he claimed his...
#erotic
#fire
#lust
#passion
#sexy
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My Path to the eighth house
When the lights are dimmed, your vanity and worth the earth consumes, a reckoning preordained I face, but find solace with a sense of grace. Meditate beyond the grave, fly on more than dreams, hold the vision my forthcoming future holds a sheen. A house that is a TARDIS hidden, and deaths dark maze has not forbidden. A promised golden Narnia awaits, as I dissolve, and earthly bonds all dissipate
The treasured strands of memories are holding fast the anchors leash
Faith to hold not to relapse for deaths it's freedoms grim impact, that house awaits, the afterlife at No 8. But Holy...
The treasured strands of memories are holding fast the anchors leash
Faith to hold not to relapse for deaths it's freedoms grim impact, that house awaits, the afterlife at No 8. But Holy...
#earth
#fire
#water
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Ablaze
A simple spark it takes
to ignite
to further excite
with this luminous dance
red, orange and black
gamboling forward and back
in a heat all consuming
so eternal
so primal
taking me there again
to the time of epic men
the shores of Troy
the age of Homer
with its towering pyres
illuminating
these ever poetic fires
to ignite
to further excite
with this luminous dance
red, orange and black
gamboling forward and back
in a heat all consuming
so eternal
so primal
taking me there again
to the time of epic men
the shores of Troy
the age of Homer
with its towering pyres
illuminating
these ever poetic fires
#fire
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Love on Fire
In the burning heart, love blooms,
a flame that consumes and grows.
Like a wild fire it dances and consumes.
It devours everything in its fragrance.
The heat is relentless, unrestrained.
Every touch, every kiss, a spark,
And love turns into a flame.
The words we exchanged are incandescent
they burn like embers, fiery and persistent.
The fire consumes, without mercy, burning us.
The love that was sweet is now hell.
The flames swallowing what was eternal.
Our hearts now fall apart
and the fire, which united, now...
a flame that consumes and grows.
Like a wild fire it dances and consumes.
It devours everything in its fragrance.
The heat is relentless, unrestrained.
Every touch, every kiss, a spark,
And love turns into a flame.
The words we exchanged are incandescent
they burn like embers, fiery and persistent.
The fire consumes, without mercy, burning us.
The love that was sweet is now hell.
The flames swallowing what was eternal.
Our hearts now fall apart
and the fire, which united, now...
#fire
#learning
#love
#mirror
#sadness
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Firestorm
blazing sorceress
of the night
igniting my passions
unforetold
with firebolts
lighting up my dark skies
and the heat of two bodies
entangled, as flame
becoming, together
one growing inferno
reaching for climax
intertwined
until pulsating cyclones
erupt and convulse
scorching our love
deep into our souls…
with my seductive tempest:
femme fatale
of the night
igniting my passions
unforetold
with firebolts
lighting up my dark skies
and the heat of two bodies
entangled, as flame
becoming, together
one growing inferno
reaching for climax
intertwined
until pulsating cyclones
erupt and convulse
scorching our love
deep into our souls…
with my seductive tempest:
femme fatale
#fire
#orgasm
#passion
#sensual
#storm
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This is how you burn a bridge
I roll my shoulders
and crack my back ,
admiring the scenery
as I put down the gas can
The road to our screamscape
always looked like
an oasis
on the way
to dark paradise
I guess that’s
just how I saw it;
a haven
to escape to
when the world
came at me
with needy hands
somewhere sacred
so I could fall into you
to us
It was all I ever needed.
you kept an escape route
I guess to escape me,
maybe when I was on my period
or gained a few pounds ...
and crack my back ,
admiring the scenery
as I put down the gas can
The road to our screamscape
always looked like
an oasis
on the way
to dark paradise
I guess that’s
just how I saw it;
a haven
to escape to
when the world
came at me
with needy hands
somewhere sacred
so I could fall into you
to us
It was all I ever needed.
you kept an escape route
I guess to escape me,
maybe when I was on my period
or gained a few pounds ...
#anger
#fire
#regret
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