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gray rain Jun 2016
Burning up everything in his path,
never taking a moment to look back.

Destroying everything he comes into contact
with no regret of his attack.

Surrounding them
engulfed in flames,

his fiery rage
of them it claims

all.

They will fall.

For he is unstoppable.
The first poem I wrote I lost so I rewrote it.
Pauline Morris May 2016
Standing here with the world upon my shoulders
As I watch my dreams ignite and smolder
The greenest storm clouds are encroaching
The city's on fire, on the horizon I can see it smoking

All I can see is flames, around me the fire's rage
I'm shackled in chains, locked in a cage
By the rancid smell, I'd say my soul has rotten
For I'm all alone, I've been forgotten

The fire rages on

Slowly consuming all my dreams until they're gone
With the weight of the world making me sink
I'm afraid I'm already over the brink
Liliana Jaworska May 2016
Your kiss is bliss of love,
home after long cosmic journey
known to my lips
from origin of the Universe.
Viseract May 2016
Puddles, puddles, everywhere
Mini rain lakes that make quagmires

How I wish you were puddles of kerosene
So I could set you all on fire
The Pyromaniac within rises.... (jk)
There's twenty five million people in the city tonight
They each breathe fire, like flames they ignite
They're a city of saints, they're monsters, they're warriors born to fight
Although diverse, their hearts beat in time to the city of lights
Bianca Reyes Apr 2016
Do you feel the once calm flames buried beneath your skin
Rapidly raging with the urgency of my nail?

Will the loneliness caged in the dip above your collarbone
Latch onto my lips with anticipation to be freed?

Can you sense the warmth of your love between your *****
Pulsating and growing with every movement?
All of the copyright jargon goes here!
Posted on Hello Poetry April 29,2016
By Bianca Reyes
Duh
Proxii Apr 2016
The words will not flow freely from me now,
Crushed by the weight of my world,
Things I have and have not done,  
Things I have to do...
Stop breath and wait for the flames to die down.
For the words to catch spark.
Crysta Gingras Apr 2016
The cold is no match
For the fire I have inside
For you it will burn
Only for you will it subside
For a heart of stone I have
Inside burning with flames
Only you can tame them
Only you can eliminate the pains
You being cold as ice
Will shatter the stone of my heart
Creating something new
Giving both a new start
For when I thaw your cold veins
And blood comes rushing through
Together we will be there
Together, just two
Fire and ice
Together to challenge
Whoever walks our way
With the fire in my eyes
And the ice in yours
Together, making quite the display
An angel of winter on one side
The other a fiery stray
I’ll keep you warm
You’ll keep me calm
Together, in this world of gray
Good morning to my angel
This is what we call a 'shadow poem' which is a poem in reply/compliment to a poem the other sent.
this was a Shadow Poem for her poem "Ice-Breaker" - btw her poems are better ;)
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