Where the hunger is
Where the desire
Born in desperation
Raised from the mire
Struggle through life to
Raise themselves higher
But we’re all running
Into the fire
Twisting and turning
No avoiding our fate
Feeling the burning
Is this love or hate?
The struggle consuming
You’re beginning to tire
But you can’t stop running
Into the fire
Feeling so alone?
It’s part of the game
Without a sweet lover
There’s no-one to blame
Baby, If you want me
Look to the funeral pyre
I’ll be dancing like a flame
Into the fire
- Author: Tallisman (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 13th, 2022 13:28
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 25
- Users favorite of this poem: lalalaEulalie
Comments3
I really appreciated the passion and eroticism in this. Human nature and our inevitable fate!
Very beautiful piece!
Thanks lalalaEulalie!
I get a sinking feeling just reading this. The inevitability of it all. Powerful stuff tallisman. Thanks.
Thanks DD!
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