Non Scorching Fire

The burning heat around me

The smoke and soot are blinding

but it doesn't touch me

The fire is burning everything in the house

It melts the iron staircase and wooden tables

Yet, it doesn't touch me as if it just wants me to watch as everything I worked so hard for burn, turn into ash and blow away from me,

Forever

Reviews

[Acer]

Another great poem. Loved it.

[esperanza]

Cool