A fire burns deep within the forest
The red ember's pulse with life
Joyful echoes bounce off the trees
We float atop the mysterious water
Straining to see into the depths
Hoping to find what secrets hide
I stand right next to you
But you are looking away
Why do I reach out to you
You are the elusive smoke
Impossible to grab
And yet beautiful to look at
Why do these flames taunt me so
Why am I not able to let you go.
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Poetry
PoetryEveryone of these is an original by yours truly. I don't use a specific style. You can expect to find some sonnets, a few haikus, but mostly free verses. A poem can mean different things to the readers and the artist. I will never tell you what mine...
