I was alone
When it happened. When the fire
Consumed me.
No mother, no father, just
Cackling laughter. Coal of fire. Hot
Festering pain. No freedom resides
Here. I am trapped. No
Tired tears can douse this fear.
Of me, burning alive,
From the inside, out.
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A Collection of Poems
PuisiPoetry is not easy. It takes the right words in the right spot. It needs just the right punctuation. Or perhaps none at all? (Using line breaks to create two separate meanings perhaps?) Allusion, metaphor, simile, form, stanza, caesura, alliteration...
