Burning heart flows tragically,
Heat I watch from skies above.
I know this is the end for me,
Yet I wonder at the melting heavens.
Pouring fires stream like water,
Yet only death can come for us.
As we burn, we crumble into pieces,
We are fire and the flames rage on.
Magma seeps into our souls,
An ending to the lives that we all hold.
Bloody clouds and bloody mountains,
A curse of red wraps round our mind.
From its fiery throat above,
Melting all who dared awaken.
Nothing can stop the danger it wields,
Ending lives, our world unhealed.
Tricking down rivers of flame,
Crackling bonfires on a monumental scale.
An end for us, an end for them,
But nature knows it will happen again.
About the Creator
Elizabeth Butler
Elizabeth Butler has a masters in Creative Writing University .She has published anthology, Turning the Tide was a collaboration. She has published a short children's story and published a book of poetry through Bookleaf Publishing.
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