I will not burn em tonight
I will not let em stir up a fight
A fight to win or rise up in plight
Plight of hurt within my sight
Sight of pain in all that spites
Spites the heart like air with kites
Kites above that soar in pride
So pride I will let take the best of me
Me who has learnt to soar in sorrow
Sorrow that sure takes toll on me
Me who stands strong as mahogany
Mahogany in facade as if in colony
But I will not burn em tonight
Tonight in which memories come bright
Bright as light that draws in moth
Moth am not though I love mammoth
So mammoth I will rise like one above
Above the pain that burns within
Within the shatters that scourge and crush
yes I will not burn em tonight.
Tonight I will watch them face the real me
Me who was built to rise above my calamities.
I will not burn em tonight
Tonight embers take rest
Take leave and let my insides burn out …
PePa
Hussein, I enjoyed how you linked the verses together. I have used a little bit, and it is very effective. Thank you for sharing your poetry.
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Ooooh buddy,Am humbled to say the least.I feel like my father in poetry is saying,”Son,you are doing it just the way I do it,the right way!” Thanks a lot Buckeye.I will keep working at it as I enjoy your work.
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This poem ignited some feelings in me!😉
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Hahahaha share the feelings sweetheart….
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This is just beautiful
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Thanks a lot dear.Means a lot…Bless your soul.
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