The Journey

this little poem is about the journey of life of different type of people. interpret it and let me know what you think

In the journey from fire to fire

Pushing as much to the mire

Luring up with wicked desire

Sinking in dark, then leaving in the dire

In the journey from dust to dust

Porcelain is moving to the rust

Tasting every forbidden lust

Resting with the snake inside the crust

In the journey from light to light

Ceaseless in tugging to the right

Cleansing up the worsening sight

Arduous in the filth, still shining bright

Author's Note

all types of criticism is welcomed!

Reviews

[Great Aunt Astri]

This is a very good effort. I am not sure I understand it completely, but the words are very readable