Innerferno

Quemis

Placidity so eludes me, in search and in the find.
Passionate to start and grow the orange from its own rind.
Expectancy a sword which always finds my heart its sheath,
Clandestine the path and way to calm waters beneath.

Intensity saturates me - sharp visions while I sleep.
Terrified to name and label endless waves of sheep.
Conversion of the eyes to bleeding ears and swelling mind,
Transform every branching path to years spent dumb and blind.

A Leprous restitution the only stillness that you hold.
Constant and unwavering: the product can't be sold.
Everything an orgasm of endless rising song,
Everything a this or that, a wick that wont burn long.

Dream a fuel so glorious and shape it as you will,
A paragon of flame in just a blink will sate its fill.
Fearlessness, infinity, the godhead flicks alight!
Wavers for a moment here - then plummets into night.

  • Author: Quemis (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 11th, 2018 00:41
  • Comment from author about the poem: The Innerferno is a great and beautiful flame that keeps passion alive... But it also keeps fear alive too.
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  • Crystal Hope

    Great description on this one. Good choice of words

    • Quemis

      Thank you so much.



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