.

Tell me of the things you love

and I will hide them all away

Safe, in a dark room,

 no one ever enters

but you.

Tell me of the things you fear

and I will pile them up like leaves

their flames will light up your dark skies

like forbidden books.

From their ashes you shall rise

reborn and ever wondering

and though there will be fears again

this time you will not fight alone.

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

Ah... one of the touching poetry ever! So heartfelt & caring it is... in all senses. Seemed, you've put down your soften heart right ov'r the gallery of snowy pages & allowed it to get bled with feelings undisguised with words. Lovely... first two stanzas're one of my fav., of course. I'm curious to read some of your more work by now so .. would be looking forward to shuffled 'em incessantly in 'bout no time. Keep writing!

[.:Arianna:.]

Thank you fellow writer/poet for your kind words, I am glad you enjoyed it. I will make sure to check out your work soon! Greetings