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Playing With Fire

In the hearth of my Heart there burns a torch, While a furnace blasts inside my brain A stove on which my Soul is scorched- Pyre that kindles in dying flames No Hell is hotter than my ire- A searing heat, charring desire Glowing embers, the blaze I enter (Nothing more could fuel my fire!)

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Robin Davis

Date: 1/18/2014 9:57:00 PM

Chan The Man Did someone take a dose of anger and violence before writing this one. LOL This is some powerful words and meaning. < cowers in the corner afraid of Chan > HEE HEE Thanks for the great comment on my Destroyed Your Life poem. Hugs and Love Sweet Pea

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 1/19/2014 7:37:00 AM

Thanks for dropping by, Sweet Pea <3

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 10/10/2013 10:46:00 PM

Like this one too.trying to see if I can find a poem that has a topic I would really love to write about!!

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 10/11/2013 7:40:00 AM

I'm definitely not a poet for the masses. I hope you do find one you like; I know it won't be easy. Thanks for the read and review :)

Mustapha Mohammed

Date: 9/27/2013 9:33:00 PM

Impressive write Archaic. It seems that I have quite a lot of catching up to do on your work. My job doesn't allow me to be here if not at all these days. Have a great weekend ahead my friend.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 9/28/2013 9:46:00 AM

No problem at all, my friend; my poetry isn't going anywhere lol. Thanks for the kind words. Don't work too hard, and hope you have a wonderful weekend, also :)

Karen Anglesey

Date: 9/27/2013 9:40:00 AM

Excellent imagery and well written verses that ignite the intended emotion.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 9/27/2013 11:43:00 AM

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways ;)

Don Johnson

Date: 9/26/2013 6:38:00 PM

the torch of the tormenter... great rhyme here :} well done....

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 9/27/2013 9:17:00 AM

Thanks, Don; I appreciate the read and review. I enjoyed your work as well :)

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/26/2013 5:52:00 PM

Passionate work..Enjoyed reading this eve..Thanks for the comment in the reply area..Sara

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 9/26/2013 6:02:00 PM

Thank so much, Sara, and you are most welcome :)

Joseph Matose

Date: 9/26/2013 12:14:00 PM

YOU GOTTA STOP PLAYING WITH FIRE! THIS FIRE IS REALLY HOT! WHAT A CLEAR DESCRIPTION OF IRE. HOPE NOBODY KINDLED YOUR IRE! JM

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 9/26/2013 2:05:00 PM

I had a fit of rage just yesterday, which is what inspired this piece. I'm a lunatic when I'm that angry. I'm happy to hear that you think the description of ire is clear. I appreciate the read and review :)

Gerald Kithinji

Date: 9/26/2013 12:06:00 PM

A lovely conflagration!

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 9/26/2013 2:14:00 PM

Hi, Gerald; thanks for dropping by and for the read and review. I had to look up the definition for "conflagration", so thanks for teaching me a new word today; I appreciate that :)