Fan The Flames Poems - Poems about Fan The Flames

...1393 Yvain, the son of the Earl of Foix, did painfully expire At a Royal Masquerade Ball as his costume caught fire And a most tragic yet quite strange event, did transpire As many others all a......

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...Babes. Raised to outfit an agenda. The element of nature versus nurture. A pitbull is a dog like any other as is a Jew is a human like any other. Babes. Any dog any human, raised to be a weapon will ......

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...A journey that beckons to explore and expand, Awaits to awaken my spirits, A path unwinding, where I take my length, One false move opens the Pandora's box, Shatters the bricks and mortar of my d......

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... It's true things are hard to unfix Nature's playing games and dirty tricks Instead of games Gonna fan the flames Until winter and spring intermix ......

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... The gods are angry and growing angrier. Poseidon views his beautiful ocean despoiled with garbage, poisoned and polluted by heedless humans. He rages to Hephaestus and Vulcan, gods of cre......

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... I laud precious memories when cold nights prevail. Those that fan love's flames against Winter winds for in those images my lonely heart beats again, if only an interlude where grief holds n......

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...Luminous lids lift, languidly unveiling vistas of vibrant verse, as lavish laughter lines lips that lure with lyricism. Sultry syllables swirl, a sweet serenade that saturates the senses, summonin......

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...Why should I be as one to veileth herself, asking God, why thy Lilith? You who made me of filth and impure sediment Unlike the first man, made of dust or earth What cause am I to deserve bedevi......

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...Breathe in and begin, let diminished desires die; Fan feverish flames.......

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... "Memory can be our greatest friend or greatest foe." ~ quote by poet Laud precious memories when cold nights prevail those that fan ......

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...Why I Love Writing Poetry? Did I mean why I love writing poems? Nevertheless, I love writing poems or poetry: To simply have fun, make others happy, Inspire and defend others; to fan the flames......

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...The mind, a wilderness and untamed A place of unknowns and darkened woods A battleground where ambitions are drained And life plays out in the most uncontrolled goods As a student, I fought......

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...Some love provoking the comfortable Raising the ire of those set in their way Stirring up tension among the implacable, Start embers glowing, then walk away. They wear the smirk of ......

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... Oh, to be in Trinidad when the hot scented currents flow, from East Dry River to Nariva samaan and silk cotton tree grow. Where whisperin’ palms reach across island reef and coconut......

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...The brighter colors are the first to go as everything first fades to shades of grey then eventually, to black or white. Valid reasons come down to yes or no then questioning to whom it is I pra......

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