Joel Lee Poet Rhyme

Burning Fires

The dancing fires are its own
Daring its flame we can never touch
Playing beyond forces unknown
Burning with only a purpose as such

Catching its fire with eyes reflecting upon
Painful yet luring, ghostly and seductive
We see if only to see beyond
And unless seen, we are limited and unproductive

Burning with intent... I possess the passion
Yet furiously trap remains my limit without means
My every single day without completing life's mission
Am I wasting my spending life in ever dreams?

And its colors coordinates its single purpose
Raging without remorse as it fuels me to death
Ways without are without ways worth
How much more in my nearing end am I left?

I can understand its power
Because the dancing fires are of my own
Everyday disappears for my dying hour
Am I the stranger in my own unknown?

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Dorian Petersen Potter March 25, 2015 at 4:05 AM Very nice pen Joel! Enjoyed your burning fires very deep piece, dear friend. A 7 from me! Thank you for sharing. Wishing you a lovely day! In his light! God bless you! :-) D. Joel Lee March 25, 2015 at 5:26 AM Thank you Dorian:)