Her World Is a Little Room.

The fire being an escape from her lonely world, and she then was able to gain the confidence that the little room forbid her to find. Wonderful... Thank you again for your kind words on my poetry. Am enjoying reading yours - great talent..

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It's not a free world is it? Pity, since one must give in order to get the heart longings. I thank you since even the smallest comments go noticed. Everything is, let me say, fated. I think, no I know, that your poems are spectacular. But that's still not enough. Thanks for your kind words. ~Shiki

Sad life for a poor little girl. But, thank God she was freed. Ernilando

Sometimes we need to figuratively burn down the walls that entrap us, Shango. This girl had a sad life; I hope she has found happiness now. Very poignant! Love, Carolyn

Like the enigma in this parable ,for the reader to decipher.Excellent L'nass. Rgds Brian

So the fire set her free and she was able to get out in the world again a brethe. A very deep thought provoking write.

Is there a freedom in the destruction of her reality as she knows it? Until that fateful fire she remains a prisoner of her limited exposure to the world at large?? ...these are things running through my head as I read this....very deep in it's limited text. Great write! Much love, Steve

she is suffocated in her own 4walls,struggling to be free,then fire- i see love in this fire passion and desire to be set free,i like the ending-"fire levelled everything"---wonderful charisma to see one's soul---charma

The underlying vision, can mean so many things....makes me want to take a deep breathe and hold it. Excellence.....

This is a piece that travels deep in my mind awaking many thoughts...you open the curtain and although we can see there are still many questions left unanswered.

This one can leave many impressions on the heart of the reader as one can picture a room blazing and a body being freed from the suffering of the world or fire burning within the soul and cleansing it, baptising it in Spirit, that it may again know the freedom of love and life as Spirit intended. Powerful write. Very touching. Well penned. Smiles from Lolita