Dr.Ram Mehta Poet Free verse

Playing With Fire

My heart is a box and you are the match
That is the only analogy of what you’re to me
You strike it over and over lighting my
Every emotions, passions and feelings.

Every time you walk on the road of my house
Every time you make me melt
I am the pyromaniac, falling in love with you
It’s like playing with fire.

First love is like playing with fire
Aglow with pain and glory.
Tell me my dear
If I am burnt into your heart

For I have learnt if you play with fire
You are going to be burnt
But playing with fire is worth it
The fire distant, pain near.

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Date 20-11-13
Dr. Ram Mehta
Second Place win
Contest: Playing with Fire by P.D.

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Kelly Deschler December 10, 2013 at 4:28 PM A great description about the flames of passion. Very good work, Dr. Ram! Congratulations on your win!...Thank you for the kind congrats on my poem!

Roger Horsch December 10, 2013 at 6:36 AM Congrats on your win, Dr Ram

Christopher Flaherty December 10, 2013 at 5:16 AM Congratulations to you too Doc on your win, Well done Cheers

Richard Ferry December 9, 2013 at 8:55 PM Nice win Dr. Ram......Thanks for all your comments on my work

Juliet Ligon December 9, 2013 at 6:47 PM Congrats, Dr.! A fiery write.

Poet Destroyer A December 9, 2013 at 5:38 PM Dr ram, Thanks for understanding and having patience with me. I'm sending hugs from the bottom of my heart. I am very sorry I kept all my winning poems on standby. LOL, Had a MAD headache. wink! wink! .... Congratulations.... If you have time, please enjoy my Hot & Cute blog.. Called. "Fire Sister." take care and enjoy this win again. xox.LINDA

Karl Marszalowicz December 5, 2013 at 4:00 PM I like the opening stanza and three and four and most of 2 except for the second line, does fire melt? the promising cinders of this poem are the ones that decorate the air and my mind.

Carrie Richards November 22, 2013 at 3:21 PM That is quite a "hot" invitation in your last stanza!! Hope this infatuation doesn't go up in smoke!! :)

Cherl Dunn November 20, 2013 at 6:33 PM Wonderfully full of passion and emtion perfect loved it cher. and thanks for your congrads for my win. cheri

Cherl Dunn November 20, 2013 at 6:32 PM Wonderfully full of passion and emtion perfect loved it cher. and thanks for your congrads for my win. cheri

Mark Peterson November 20, 2013 at 11:17 AM Dr, Ram: For some reason this box and match = spark and flame image really penetrated. Strange how little chemical hormones strike so suddenly and with a burst a flame. I never realized I was a pyromaniac.

Joseph May November 20, 2013 at 10:07 AM very nicely penned Dr Ram...

Demetrios Trifiatis November 20, 2013 at 8:51 AM Oh , heart in love, how much by fire to be consumed you yearn than run far away to safety! Beautiful analogy, Dr Ram!