We lost the Fire

The great fire died out

scorching words in burnt sand 

invisible to the eye that cannot look passed

the waves washing away yesterday

Love came and you were away 

It poured and left me to sulk in my own dismay

the friction that caused a spark blazed out 

do you understand that our flame will never burn again

Sit, I insist 

Breathe love to keep the flame alive

Arsonist

You light up hearts and see the flame deprived

I'll rise higher setting the sky in a scarlet hue

It's what my hearts built to do

You can hinder a match of my confidence 

but the friction doesn't quite go, the fire lives on 

We'll never be the same again... 

                                           This heated heart has no place for you my cold friend 

  

Author's Note

Reviews

[willweb]

This poem was excellent. Sad and I felt the pain of your words. I enjoyed reading this today.

[FlatLineBeauty]

This was amazing and sad, Kee. Excellent work. Xo Winter

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow this is sad...love came, i was burning with it and yet your icy demeanor staved it off...

we will never be the same...a fire can't burn on only one side...

i can't do this alone.

you lite me on fire then deprive the flame...

can it be rekindled?

i won't light a match by this poem...i could go up in flames.