Dreams are like blazing fire
Shining and lighting every
Corner.
My dream was one
Of blaze reaching out to every soul.Cobering the vast space of empty arenas,where my blaze was torched. Like a candle in a darks, my blaze was born.
Look-look all eyes are on me
I am the star-I am-
A blazing fire.This is how I wrote this poem originally, isn't that different but it has a better background.
This poem was dedicated to the hockey players who were in the bus accident recently. If you don't know about that don't worry I know it because it happened in Canada and I happen to leave in Canada.
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A poet by night
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