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Growly Wolfus Mar 2020
Another night smotherest sun and day.
We playest cards for fun by candlelight.
Henceforth shalt it remain to be this way,
to never be plagued by another's plight.
I goest by the moon and stars for sport,
a hunt in wood during the darkest hour.
My greatest loyal friend protects my court,
my love sleeps soundly in the safest tower.
When I returnest on steed whence I came,
I see the smoke and rush back to my home.
My castle is consumed by growing flame;
my love hangs limply from the reddened stone.
My friend, no more, thou gaze upon it all
as the spark of fire and my dukedom's fall.

Thou dolt!  Buffoon!  Barbaric fool!  Thou hast betrayed my trust.
I stagger through the sundered stone in rooms where we'd imbibe
and cry upon the sullied ground 'midst things that hadst combust.
Enraged, I screamest in my home surrounded by thy lies.
A twist on Shakespearean sonnets with a rhyming storyline and some different cadence.  There's more to come!
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3745500/the-hunt-part-two/
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3745505/the-hunt-part-three/
Nicholas Fonte Mar 2020
A child begins reading a story
Both have never been betrayed
An eternal bond was made
Yet betrayals are left in their wake
A sacrifice decided, all for its sake
The story continues moving forth
Gambling it's own questionable worth
Seeking a burning flame, a friend
One who will bring the abrupt end
To this garrulous, suffering cage
Even though the Ink rewrites the page
Corrupted by ideas of ****** glory
Which one is its friend?
Gorba Feb 2020
Du
Det var en sak jag ville säga
En sak som plötsligt blev flera
Det är så det brukar gå
I mitt huvud, råkar allt förändras

Jag vill att du närmar dig
Inte för att det är en hemlighet
Men för tiden det ger mig
För att samla på mig tillräckligt med mod

Jag vet inte hur du kommer reagera
Jag hoppas att du inte tar det illa
Fast, jag vet det inte kan hända
Borde jag hellre ha använt tro, tycka, eller tänka?

Det finns inget som är säkert
När du är i området
Det här matar problemet som blåser upp lite mer varje dag
Eftersom du är här, fast i mina tankar, oavsett vägen jag tar

Det känns nu som jag har sagt för mycket
Jag är förvirrad, helt enkelt
Kanske, blir det bättre om jag håller tyst i alla fall
Jag blir rädd, jag blir kall

Jag behöver värma mig
Kom fortare, hjälp mig!
Det är bara en sak som räknas
Bara en sak, jag lovar

Det var en sak jag ville säga
En sak du ska veta
En sak bara
Det är faktiskt en fråga
En fråga till dig
Som ungarna skulle säga

Får jag en chans på dig?
relahxe Feb 2020
A poppy candle -
Its wick has been expecting
The scorching outcome.
"Soulful abysses"
Haiku (1)
Shannon Spivey Feb 2020
I saw him in the corner
The place you used to sit
My ghost of unrequited love
And he's become a surrogate
His eyes burned into me
They're the same shade of blue
He haunts me in these hallways
In the same way you used to
When I smile at him
It's you that's on my mind
A tangible replacement
To the one who left me behind
All you had to do was kiss me
Then you left me distracted
And this torch burns for you
But it's him I've attracted
07/25/2019
Ayn Feb 2020
Sitting in a throne of flame
Wondering what I could gain
By setting my mind alight,
Kindling my eyes with fire so bright.

Sending me flying off into
My world of unsurpassed vibrance,
Seeing if my will holds true
Through tests of strength and stance.

Off the precipice I fly,
Soaring yet higher into the sky.
A new world awaits my mind,
But for now, I’m soaring free and blind.
Now... where did I put that lighter...
I found the kindling... but not the ignition...
It always disappears when I want it most.
thesa Feb 2020
:')
your smile feels like a burning

an open flame
rising from the depths of your soul

and even if i want you more
than nothing else in this world

i still have
a paper heart
Ayn Feb 2020
A vernal flame rises
As the golden sun falls,
And the blue flame quenched.

A green harbinger of spring
Carried his torch to my figure
And lit himself a second torch.

I have become the fuel
For the fleeting flame,
And it burns me so
Just to have to go,
But now I must,
Leave for the flow.
More subconscious mind directly to pen. No, I’m not leaving life or the site because this community is really nice.
JW Feb 2020
you burn me
yet you soothe my wounds with your words

i set you on fire
and then lead you to the river

you are the flame
offering the light to find my way

i burn you
and abandon you in pain

you set me on fire
then hand me the oil

i am the flame
you try to escape

we destory
to build back up

together we burn brighter
our fire shining bloodred

together we create a flame so high
it swallows our surroundings

we stand in the middle of the ashes
and look at each other
a couple of days after writing this i talked to this person (who doesn't know about this) and they said to me: "we tear each other down to build us back up" - and we stood in the middle of the ashes and looked at each other
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