Thou art welcome to the land of fire,
Where all that we burns are but desire,
Wherever thy tawny eyes set upon,
All that is perceived, shall be bright dense orangey flames,
None tangible, but none in vain,
Aye, spectacular these blaze are,
For they are deep,
Beneath the livings burning their soul,
The flare are as clear as crystal,
As these mortals, never once were they stable,
Never once I see their moment of peace,
Forever chained to momentum of need,
I gaze these beasts as inspiration,
And gradually I became a vigorous stallion,
Who can disregard all that is trivial,
Run! I will, to the target, ignoring all the side pleasures,
Let the fire from this land of flame forever burns in me,
And thou too, if thy desire is to be chained to desire…
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Written September 11th, 2006
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wow, i liked this poem alot it had alot of imagery(sp?) lol umm yeah but any who you commented me like forever ago like on my page and i was just looking at my old comments n stuff and i found your name and i remembered reading your poetry a long time ago so i decided to check up on ya again to see your new poetry but any who this was really good i liked it ...
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