Temptation's Angry Flame

Temptation's Angry Flame

A Poem by Chelscar
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Let your imagine do the work; it could refer to several things but personally, I wrote it about my previous drug addiction.

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It lurks in the still of night,
Like an animal it stalks it's prey,
Always staying clean out of sight,
Never showing it's face in the light of day.

Around every corner it haunts you,
Over the tracks and around the bend,
It will pursue your lies untrue,
And your dreams it will apprehend.

Like warm breath on freezing cold glass,
Your vision will soon become a blur,
It's violent storm will never pass,
And it's commands you cannot defer.

You'll slip into it's treacherous grasp,
Fall to the hands of it's evil fate,
The fear alone will make you gasp,
And your soul it will desecrate.

In time you'll finally recognize,
The consequences of your evil game,
But it will be too late, when you realize,
That you fell - To Temptation's Angry Flame.

© 2010 Chelscar


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I think this is a really great poem. I liked the subject matter and the vivid imagery. It helped the reader feel as if they were in your shoes also.
The only thing that I didn't like as much was the rhymes. I felt like they were a little bit off, but maybe it is just me.
Overall, I really enjoyed it and am excited to hear more.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Ahhh, excellent. This is always what I imagined any kind of addiction to be like. But its good to know that your past it. It seems that many people our age fall into the hell of some sort of addiction. I also think that this could represent many other things, it's just such a versatile piece.
Amazing write!!! :D

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on January 15, 2010
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Chelscar
Chelscar

West Midlands, United Kingdom



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