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Forget me not

Sorry if I seem so cold
I guess I'm all burnt out
When that initial spark catches
When that tiny flare grows
it intensifies uncovering a new world
illuminating a future filled with hope
brightened by your fuel

but when that fuel burns out nothing remains
I can't turn around and resent my fuel for cutting its supply
nor can I hate it for lighting someone else's flame
all I can do is hate myself for not burning brightly enough
For not outshining any blight

This coldness
rooted in my lack of sustenance
t won't last forever.
Fire can always be made anew
this year I'll struggle
I'll fight to find the smallest ember and I'll embrace it
entice it to grow.

ear after year I'll protect it
hield it from the fickle breeze
entrap it until I captivate a new tinder
One I'll use to grow
so high a flame I shall have
so strong and unstoppable I shall be
That my radiance will be seen far and wide

When you see me
I hope that in the glow you're content and well
that you've realised every dream dreamt
that you have kindled little sparks of your own
I dream that one day, with your sparks around
I will light up the sky
captivated by my size they'll look at you in amazment
Eyes glistening with my reflection

Then their gaze of amazement will wonder to you
They'll demand to know what could have created something
So painfully beautiful
So outstanding that nothing can obscure it's virtue

and then with my shine in their eyes
I hope you'll point and say that
"once, long ago that fire was mine"

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was for a girl that I really fell for, for the first time it wasn't purely based on physical attraction, I truely admired her for her personality. On a day where I intended to go into the lecture hall, determined to sit beside her, even if I had to sit on the steps; even knew what I'd say if the teacher asked me to move. I'd have replied, "if you take me away from this person, you'll be taking away my motivation; what's a man without a dream?" Then I saw her... she waved at me and smiled and then when we got into class.. she sat on the end sit, right by the steps.. beside her boyfriend. Fun times?

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last updated 14 November 2012 - 11:43pm
©14 November 2012 - 11:28pm — Bomchikawawa
16 November 2012 - 9:55pm — running_with_rabbits
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I loved the first two

I loved the first two paragraphs/stanzas and also these lines

"They'll demand to know what could have created something
So painfully beautiful"

:) I also really enjoy the metaphor and how you play with it

Much Love

Ashley

15 November 2012 - 2:56am — Resurgo_The_Phoenix
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Wow

Thanks for that, I seriously felt that fire burning inside my own heart. Laugh in the face of your opposers and burn anything that gets in your way. Good luck, little flame.

Oh, and look for the girl wth the butterfly wings. trust me.

You will feel my warmth in your heart, you will feel my breath in your lungs. You will know my presence when you understand your own.

15 November 2012 - 1:53am — allets
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Warmth of Light

Hands burned
from so much charcoal
hauling.

Should have brought
matches or rubbed
six or eight sticks
together.

Or, I simply
could have brought
you along and lit
up the world
with your
smile.

Lady A
11-14-12