Sometimes we do play with the fire ... we always think we will strong and control our feelings .... than ... before we noticed , we are deep in the trap, trying to climb the icy walls ... but we cant... we are in love ... waiting to be burn in the flame of our emotions .... beautiful Poem ... I really love your style
As many would regard it as cruelty, I think you're considering sad as a different perspective to observe this situation. On my part, I should try spraying an insecticide, if I could, instead of luring the fly come forward. But ironially that would scare it to death far more in advance than setting a trap and waiting it to fall.
Speaking of men, it is no wonder that one very old man fell from heaven downward dragging a wife who clung tightely her teeth on his tail. For without her he would have travelled the air like a fly, searching in eternity for a heaven he never had.
The close up of the cluster fly and the title combined already speak volumes. There is a initial disgust in this piece despite the subject matter which makes for some thought provoking reading. This is not original subject material, but your presentation is. well done
My...this could be about so many things! i.e.~ drug addiction...alcoholism...statutory rape...or just a bad relationship. It works on so many levels and that makes it beyond good. I think this is brilliant! Excellent work! 100% from me.
Oooo, this seems like it would be an obvious comparison, but honestly I've never seen it done before, so good call. Its short, sweet, and simple and definitely though-provoking, so mission accomplished. Good job.
A Dream Within A Dream
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if.. more..