Ball Of Fire Poems - Poems about Ball Of Fire

...Secrets, they linger inside of you like a burning ball of fire that you want to unleash into the world. Secrets, they sit as words hiding in your journal that only you read and hide from......

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... An eerie wind blows through the decaying bushes on the outskirts, while a rusted door sways on its broken hinges. The smell of ozone lingers from thunder cracking in the distance, as......

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...I can't help it. As I lay under the most beautiful blanket of stars, it's hard not to be selective in my focus of attention, better yet my undivided becomes undecided as I gaze further into depths on......

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... The welkin spreads its twilight wiles, Crepuscular crescent moon smiles, As the setting sun says goodbye, Salmon streaks the lazuline sky; The orange ball of fire does sink, ......

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...I float. Arms extended beside me I float towards a this house. I have never seen this house, but it draws me...calls to me, It sits alone in a field of tall sunflowers. The pull it has on my he......

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...act i: walk down the strip, the neon lights casting a gaudy glow on the fray. i meet my dealer, a facilitator of welcome distraction, and we exchange nods. i take a bump, and the rush is immediate. ......

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...Why are you okay when I'm not there? Why are you okay while I still care? You promised it would always be me. How was I supposed to know you'd leave? Why are you okay when you broke me? Why are ......

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...red orange ball of fire rolling up down green tar hill skin cancer is real......

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...Cracked moonlight caresses every carnation flower, While my sight sees a salty sea seven miles away from here . The moon burns to ashes as the old ocean grows golden with every growing hour, I can......

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...The smell of fresh baked cakes keeps floating in the air and daylight burst through the sky spilling coffee latte on the roof and I stood still inside and watch the cream drips slowly from the ceilin......

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...Dew drops grace green grasses Soothing like my pearly power shower I choose the right outfit for an orange day Under the fruit bowl by Vincent Van Gogh Breakfast bar stool welcomes hungry hips ......

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..."Temptation would not shift, had to make one last parting gift" ~The Poet~ Seeping like spilled golden honey smothering the horizon, As age old marshmallow clouds surrender to flames and wizen. ......

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...Do you think of me at sunset? I sure think of you Both you and it are gorgeous Equating both the two To things of utmost beauty There's nothing much higher One's a pretty lady One's a ball o......

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...New Day I sit watching god’s creatures of the night, fleeing from the ever-approaching dawn. A bright orange and red haze caresses the horizon. Beyond this is the sun. Slowly eve......

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...A light that never fades, Always shining, always swaying Dancing through the cobalt skies Luminous waves of southern grace Piercing the soul with its amazing Soothing away every dark dissuasion ......

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