Flame Poems - Poems about Flame

...Politicians are mostly just an exaggerated version of sellers and advertisers of lies, dubious, Their words are like glittering globes, enticing but empty, Promising dreams wrapped in gilded lies,......Read the rest...

...Shadows are searching My footprints nowhere May be I am dreaming The dream of somewhere. Let's count with me till ten The dream of a writer, Imagination of a pen I know quite curious you ......Read the rest...

...The sunlit eyes of love, a golden dawn, Awakening dreams like flowers on the lawn. They shimmer like dew on a summer morn, Radiating warmth where hope is reborn. In their gaze, the world is paint......Read the rest...

...I am your allegory. You are my story. You are the flame, the twin. My mate, my fate. I crave the day to see you one day. I crave for us to walk our way finally. As one, so bright and shining li......Read the rest...

...ripples in an anticipated sequence in as a mismatch in time if causing thoughts to go viral are quietened betwixt bliss beat’s chime such facilitations that are granted require our eye to be s......Read the rest...

...Destitute, barren, hollow, Senses malfunction, Reality, I struggle to swallow, Critical error, dysfunction. Pain seeps in, like water in the desert, Absorbed in my core, Grows within, with lit......Read the rest...

...In this shambolic mess of a chaotic world, insanity has been breeding with contempt. Fueled by selfishness, narcissism and greed, they're the motives that lead people astray. With insatiable wan......Read the rest...

...In the cartographies merger with the soul, where topographies bring thought converge, a hidden rose blooms, its petals unfolding, like a cipher's dark emerge, thorns burst contradiction ......Read the rest...

...In a twilight sculpted from granite, where stars shake off like autumn leaves, I wander through the labyrinth of my mind, lost among the ruins of thoughts. My love for life is but a pale flame, fli......Read the rest...

...Happily cheering and laughing ,swinging, as the dad is carefully pushing it. He is on cloud nine ,looking at her joyous face. The bright skies have fallen ,clouds turned dark, and the storm has ......Read the rest...

...Soul ascends only after lower mind dies, requiring us to relinquish each desire, that thus upon heeding our soul’s fervent cries, our ego’s consigned to the funeral pyre. Drums of heaven resound ......Read the rest...

... My wait over in my thirty-ninth year when a life’s covet brought a life’s new lease, and on my first watch would elated stare upon nursling eyes shut in newborn peace. Thirty-nine years......Read the rest...

...In the vast and verdant landscape of African literature, a constellation of luminous stars once shone bright, their radiant light illuminating the complexities of a continent’s soul. O Achebe, A......Read the rest...

...In the abyssal depths, hope is bled dry to die A requiem for all blurs my vision, blurry and blind The stars distant fading whisper, loses glimmer As creation's song is reduced to a mournful shive......Read the rest...

...Our pure heart invokes a gentle bliss breeze, an offering in which our soul delights, renewing God’s magnetic pulse with ease, entwining with the light that lights all lights. Benign bliss fric......Read the rest...