Faith | Inspiration | Expression | Love
Warmth you give fire. Melt me please, take me higher! You I admire. Air, tis you I seek. With you, I live, move, and speak.
By Muhammad Bayazeedabout a year ago in Poets
Fire? You or I! Burn, scream, scorch, light, heat, and torch! You do what you do. Gently wind, touch me. Kiss me all over just once.
Yellow, orange, red. Fire! Fire! So hot! Hot! Why fire, why me? Blue, green, grey, clear, black. So many colours water!
Trickle down, trickle. Meet me water, meet me now. Oooh! What's that tickle? Blow all night wind, blow! Not a moment's resting now,
Watery it feels, Tears have fallen it seems. It's a waterfall! Dizzy! Stop! Dizzy! Another hurricane hits. Who? What? Where am I?
Why do you do this? You burn yourself to give light. Fire. Amazing! Down to earth you are. You stay down to lift others.
Shhh... What is that sound? It sounds like someone's crying. Just a crying wind. I hear something. Something near is burning.
Just so nourishing! You nurture all, don't you soul? A life full of earth. Flexibility. So many different shapes. Moving like water.
Quite an earthy tone. Simple, honest, and caring. Humans of the earth. Life can burn indeed. Some burns bring us sensations.
Fire! Burn me please! Make me yours! I ask for ease. I beg fire, please. Water! Swallow me! Take me and just set me free.