my poems

Unkindled

It won't ever burn,

unkindled the flame.

They wont ever learn,

unknown is my name.

Trapped in the shadows,

I can't make a spark.

Alone no one knows,

who's here in the dark.

So much potential I can't use,

trying so I might.

There's no way to light the fuse,

never to ignite.

Authors note: today's poem was inspired by Lucas kings 'unkindled' an original composition. I really enjoyed it. :) Unkindled is a world that makes me think of unused potential something that could light if only it had a chance, the spark it needs to become so much more.