Best Burning Poems

Arise and fall; the cycle of life; birth and death are human plight.

A life is lit and it burns short; when matches struck bring in discord.

Flames burn dim or bright; many deny, their own bright light.

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  sperantza voi chi entrate qui.
"Abandon all hope ye who enter here"

A story I must tell about an angel who fell.
One of the deadly sins, where the Devil always wins.
Lilith seduced his eyes, despite his manic cries,
stole his innocent mind and Lucifer's not blind,
for...

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The dawn of love, so magical and new,
Two bodies set aflame with burning kiss.
Enchanted world and only for the two. 
No other pair has ever loved like this.
Young love, a wonder while its passions last
Must change its form if it’s to long endure.
Too soon the...

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You can do It

No Matter how Daunting the Feat

It might feel UNBEARABLE 

Death be Bitter Sweet


Keep in Mind if Flying

Your Landing be Secured

Gravity has No Mercy

It Clear from Newton's law


You can do It

It might be Crazy but it's True

If you actually Conceive It

It is POSSIBLE...

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Hurry, hurry we are burning daylight,
      The flowers are wilting;
Mother was planting a cottage garden,
And we needed the right perennials;
Flowers durable, enduring, perpetual,
      Oh sweet dreams of flowers;
This was a journey I shared with mother,
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They are lined up along the long hallways
wheelchairs protruding, blocking the corridors.
The aroma of antiseptic spray attempts to mask
the pungent smell of body odors.

The loud blare of the big screen TV 
reverberates from the empty day room,
while medical staff busily sort paperwork 
behind the sterile...

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The thinness of skin 
parchments across
blue veins and brittle stick bones
dreaming of budding branches—it lays loose

you've matched my desire 
with phrases of burning leaves
flames—flaring gold, yellow and red

rheum fills my once clear eyes
but echoed memory guides me
through forests of fall
descending with feathered down 
from empty...

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Touching fingers off 
deep fire melting tips 
sweetly burning brushes 
inside warmly walls 
Within four chambers 
echoes whispering silently 
softly desires warm when skipping a beat 

Oh you talk the words 
of the sweetest golden honey 
intoxicating mead 
The drunken spirit dancing 
swoons just in...

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2
My head’n’eck will be saved,
it is where everything else exists,
not just my hair, though that's also okay.

3, 4
My arms, right (3) and left (4),
I'll need them for heavy lifting,
and probably some other stuff too.

5, 6
My legs, neither has a keener number,
they love to run
and I...

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Consecration of all I do;
Mindful of whom I’m subject to.
It’s in devotion, not earning.
The fires of commitment burning.

Holy Spirit, a living flame,
Raised Christ from the dead, unrestrained.
Palpitations of heart, yearning.
The fires of commitment burning.

Born again by the same power.
Seated in heavenly bower.
With sanctification, learning;
The fires...

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XX
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XX
X
^^^^^
Get up
Go, go
Work 'til
Drop, go
No time
To rest
\Boom!/
/Boom \
All things
Left un-
Finished
Going
Going,
Gone
^^^^^
X
XX
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“Home is a Burning Flame”



Align yourself with the belief that HOME will come to you in the end

You can see yourself in her eyes, but you are not there

She must follow her own flame

Barefoot over broken glass and rusty nails

Tender Moorings is your Heart

One day...

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Oh baby 
these eyes fell down 
you're amazing beautiful body 
Tingling with warm liquid gold 
slowly began melting in fingers 
chocolate over soft velvet sweet honey 
I began dreaming undressing 
deep inside with burning hot desire 
Shimmering light of candle 
stirring passion flickering memory
gentle kisses...

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The Burning


It was seven days and seven nights
Or there abouts, I was not so sure
Life was shrouded in the darkness not at all pure
I lost track of dawn, of dusk, of realities fight
To keep me conscious
To keep me right
Comatose, delirious, unmoving slumber

In this dream like...

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Salem
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Unrest of spirit churns behind thy door,
the sin interned therein is quarrelsome
No "witch" that thou hast burned serves to restore
the pitch that has upturned thy moral plumb

Forego thy demons, none would be found here
Such guile belies the pleasure of the young
Until thy trials should rise...

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