Fire

Overview:
This is an edited copy of a poem I wrote a few months back.
In short, I talk about how fire, love and destruction are all linked like one thing. How this 'great' thing called love is like a candle burning; it looks so soft, fluffy and it seems a beautiful thing, Alas the looks is nothing but a disguise, a magic trick if you will to cover up its true intention of causing pain, suffering and destruction.
In the later part I talk of how fire is not only a symbol of pain, but of hope and future growth, that without it life would not be life.
All in all I am admiring the beauty of fire, but I am using it as a metaphor for love and for hate, "I am reminded of its pain."