Fire, fire burning bright,
Kept warm within thy light,
Burn with vengeance high,
What a wicked way to die
Fire, fire stoke thy flames,
'Till naught but ash remains
Scorch hence follies plight
Purge mine enemy this night
Fire, fire embers grow,
Envy I the amber glow.
Forbidden tis the touch
Blessed by blistered smutch
Fire, fire by thy scorn,
Solemn wish thy ne'er been born
Lick of flames upon thy skin
Burns away unrepentant sin
Cremation cleanses a sullied soul
Seared pitch, blackened coal
Screams of redemption naught heed
Ignoble intent to boil and bleed.
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a colection of thoughts or nightmares in form of poetry, some of them written by myself, some only gathered by me. The darkness is in all of us just waiting to get out, but not in the light. No, darkness reaches out for darkness, so you thin...
