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Short Inflaming Poems

Short Inflaming Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Inflaming by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Inflaming by length and keyword.


Rider
Friction of fiction
Inflaming beyond control
Ardour for her touch,
With a triumphant stare, she
Rides the heatwave of passion...

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Categories: inflaming, desire, lust, passion, woman,
Form: Tanka



She Loves Blue Roses
Tingling her fingertips tracing contours inflaming..
Goosebumps, rising to her touch moistened petals
Reaching for the light inside her love's, tilling palms....

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Categories: inflaming, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Flaming Spoon of Moon
How the ambrosia of a crescent moon pours honey on night's gypsy dance, inflaming spoon of lips ... to blaze lovers' kiss! --------------------------- 12.19.2016 Moon Soon for Kai Michael Neumann
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Categories: inflaming, kiss, moon,
Form: Verse
Pain
Pain

I am in terrible pain
I have a leg strain 
From my hip to my toe 
The pain is like a bruise 
Inflaming inside if I move
 physio I need to ease 
Feeling sorry for myself
This hot poker is no joker 
My knobbly knee is crying at me
My toe is moving slow 
My calf feels like its cut in half 
My hip needs a dip in salty bath water...

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Categories: inflaming, pain,
Form: Rhyme
Through the Glass
What to expect?
gazes towards the glass
your life is trembling like a drop
What to expect?
winter has passed
the trees are gasping for air,
bodies moving left or right
carrying your fate's most precious future
already passed
What to expect?
your myth is fading
and you travel through the glass
while seas are calling and mountains inflaming
What to expect?
Where to get?
you're just growing....

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Categories: inflaming, age, time,
Form: Free verse



I Promised Not To Do It Again
More salt, more sugar
More sour, more sweet

More beats, more energy
More cravings, more addiction 

Bitter blood, sweet blood 
Diluted blood, thick blood

Screaming vessels, stenotic vessels
Pounding vessels, sluggish vessels

Pressures rising, failing pumps
Tears tearing, organs inflaming   

More mirrors, more fears
Calorie counts failing, organs deteriorating 

Too much salt, too much sugar
Too much work, to fix the extremes...

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Categories: inflaming, health,
Form: Free verse
Me, Neither
Love is a solitary seedling, here I cradle her in the field of heart..
Between the blaze of desire and the bathe of jealousy, 
the two-season that keeps changing..
Swinging in the arm of the wind, rise to the high..
On the fruit that I about to have, I hold..

Me, neither..

Bond to the hope, raffling the dice..
Guessing on the smile you might have..  
Like lotus petals bloom in my hand..

Me, neither..

Inside you inflaming..
Love.....

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Categories: inflaming, love,
Form: Romanticism
All Day
All day I kept you on my mind
Like a map
That only knows the way to love again

All day my compass kept pointing to your heart
The true pole
Of every star of goodwill, of every hope of happiness

All day I girded tackle, rope and gears to climb
The Everest of your trust
Each firm foot hold inspiring confidence the summit will come

All day i lit fires to warm the trembling dark
And felt a spark
Inflaming our hearts, and burning our nakedness above the world....

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Categories: inflaming, romance, day, day,
Form: Free verse
Twilight Lovers
Lovers whispering in the softness of the night.
Two entwined hearts, 
misted in sweet promises.

Floating together in the warmth of love.
Embracing the other's soul, 
desiring each others hearts.
Lips touching, 
adding heat to the swirling mist around them.
Delicious heat only lovers can know.

The hot flames of lust, 
igniting their bodies, 
inflaming their hearts.
Passion carries them through the night.
Destined for all the tomorrows on the twilight together....

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Categories: inflaming, beautiful, devotion, girlfriend, love, passion, relationship, romance,
Form: Free verse
A Song To Javaid Trali
A Song to Javed Trali
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The morning that dirty demon-like thing
Which sounds like Net, 
Is teared apart is dead,
Is lifted as a narrow cage's iron-door,
I will fly as a freed bird
And celebrate, and sigh!
And sing a hundred melodious songs
In lilting voice
(Inflaming and lulling at once)
On the yonder trees of
 Paanchal, Bugmad and Wustoor-e-wan.
As a monk is meditating on the red mount
I shall pray for your youth and power
At the Sofigund shrine....

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Categories: inflaming, beauty,
Form: Free verse

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