Brush Fire's of Kissing Snakes

by Melpomene   Feb 5, 2009


I'm ablaze,
and although it burns
I'll sing for eternity
so you can hear my
whisper.

The devil danced
upon those lips,
obscure yet
detected anyway.
Magma formed
to swell your tongue
allowing truth
to never lie.

A heart which wilters
shall never
be reborn.
Like a flower it
lives the
purpose to die.
You brushed
fire to kiss
a snake,
Conceited and yet
Medusa never lied.

I'm ablaze by
crimson sacrifice
of your flower,
helplessly
you left to die.
Watered by the
binding deceit,
obscure and yet
destroyed.

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  • 15 years ago

    by NyellMoonlight

    When I read this for the first time, I didn't quite like the repetitions in the last stanza, but after re-reading this piece a couple of times I think that you created powerful ending there, with particles of notions that run through the poem, like a retrospective and more powerful insight on the message of the piece.

    I like the whole idea for the poem, it's certainly refreshing and I agree with Auzy's interpretation.

    The third stanza is my favorite. It's sad, with a hint of darkness, yet so captivating and beautiful. Your choice of words and the hellish atmosphere that you created there are flawless.

    Whole piece holds overwhelming emotions which makes it quite powerful. Every stanza guides the reader to the new level of expressed feelings and impressions, to the effective culmination in the ending stanza.

    Great write :)

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