World on fire...

            

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                

          no

 

 

 

 

 

                                

         no one can save me

 

 

 

 

 

         no

 

 

                

                        no one can save me

 

 

                                                

no one can save me but you

 

 

 

                    my world was on fire

 

 

 

            what a wicked desire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                 An ocean made of sapphire

 

 

 

                  my heart is breaking for you

 

 

 

                                   our secret Eden caught fire

 

 

                                                

 

                           no one can save me but you

            

 

 

                                    

    I was treading an empire

 

 

 

                    dreaming and believing in you

 

 

 

                                our dance felt like barbwire

 

 

 

            lost in the wavelength of you

 

 

 

                                    A mirage made of hellfire

 

 

 

                             looking and searching for you

 

 

 

                                    might our energy expire

 

 

    

                loathing and hoping for you

 

 

 

What an oppressive attire

 

 

 

        drowning and swimming in you

 

 

 

    your resentment I admired

 

 

 

burning and dying in you

 

 

 

        No one can save me

 

 

                

                  no

 

 

 

 

                  no one can save me

 

 

 

 

                             no

 

 

                                                

no one can save me

 

 

                                                

              no one can save me

 

 

 

 

   no one can save me but you

 

 

 

                    my world was on fire

 

 

 

            what a wicked desire

 

 

 

 

I never dreamed

 

 

 

         I'd meet somebody like you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                              

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

Author's Note

This time I could say I was truly inspired by both music and imagery. I wanted to see if I could spin off my own poem based on a famous song and some well-known lyrics. The reverberation of her voice made me feel like I was in a canyon surrounded by beautiful echoes...I tried to share this emotion the best I could, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

And you have certainly achieved your goal.........the way you have formatted your gripping write is like that of an echo descending down the valley of desire while still so much on fire, but the fire being snuffed out little by little....AMAZING!! I love it!!! I am so often inspired by a video, or an image, or both so I can really relate to you wanting to create this piece!!!
A favorite of mine!!

[Muse]

Glad you understood my vision Sheila...you are a master at presentation...so this is a major compliment coming from you.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Quite hard to read for me, but has a poignant message that resonates with us all, well done.

[Muse]

the lyrical echo was meant to be "hard to read" just a blur...just an echo of the song lyrics...only my own words were meant to be bold and clear. I hope that clarifies what I tried to do...and thank you Thomas..long time no see.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

It does indeed, thank you.

[Muse]

No Thomas...thank you!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

x

[Rocans]

Hotep Hotep. I usually don't like repetition but I guess it was okay here. I liked your line "lost in the wavelength of you". As someone who studies physics I can appreciate the full meaning behind your words, complemented wonderfully by your reference to energy later on. Relished this...keep it up

[Mother Maggie]

Amazingly and elegantly beautiful. You are incredibly tallented.

Namaste

[Muse]

thank you...

[lee von cleef]

a canyon echos in my mind, a good roper can rope with any rope Zen and the cowboy way ,play Big Chief, Go Woody Harleson on us He can act, You the Lounge,paint these screens ,hook our gills, Hold us down then puff little breaths of life ,call out the fire ants let them all bite us at once. Damn Good.I pale and bow ....hat off arms extended....

[Muse]

I'm honored you stopped by my friend. xo

[lee von cleef]

Good night ....

[lee von cleef]

How many personalities do you have? what the hell I like em all....

[Muse]

Personalities? lol...dunno....lost count.

[lee von cleef]

Slept on your poem. I woke up thinking you are The "Adult" Dr, Seuss .....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Kristin Lee]

I think you achieved your goal. I love the format, it grips you so that you flow with the words across the page much like an echo would back and forth in a canyon. The red brings out the images of fire and passion, where the black and charcol feel representative of the fires danger or darker sides. It's packed with emotion. I also really like how you start off light built intensity to the color of your words and then disintegrate into soft color again at the end - and this is mimicked in size - perfect symbolism, as if building passion or stoking the flame. Well done.

[Muse]

I'm so glad you enjoyed it Kristin. :)))

[s y e]

OMFG! This is absolutely amazing. You blew me away with the structure of the write and colours. Wow, I loved it, it was so unique and different, you're amazing! I loved it.

100/100 favs!

[Muse]

I'm honored that you liked it so much beautiful.

[s y e]

It was stunning, you're extremely talented. Huge fan!!

[Pól]

the words, sounds, colours, everything; brilliant.
sooo sensual

[Muse]

Thank you my friend.

[Steve]

I love that song. You have managed to bring the song to other senses. Thank you.

[Muse]

thank you :)

[Steve]

That really is a nice version of such a beautiful song. I like your font used too.