As I lay my head beneath
the ashes of this dream
under the wild heat and fire
under the pain I hold in my heart
under each memory
memories I wish I didn't keep
they're burning bright
but not like my beautiful tiger
I'm talking about
the fires of inferno
the Devil's in town
and as he plays his tricks
his laughter scratches my throat
leaving acid on my tongue
frightening my muse
and all the while...
I'm right in the thick of this poem
trying to make it rhyme.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Humor
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I've been there myself. Nothing worse than being distracted from trying to write a rhyme. Don't ya just hate when the wrong line rhymes? A most fun read friend.
lol, I'm glad I've entertained you dear sorrenbarret thank you so much. 🌹
Nah - leave the rhyming to the pedestrian proles. You, Teddy are more at home in the realms of exotic fantasy. 😉
lol ah such a kind compliment dear Dave, thank you. 🤣
a delightful and fun read Teddy.
a perfect poem on this, a bright sunny day.
one to savour.
Thank you dearest Melvin , enjoy the sun here it's 40c (inferno) 🤣 🤣
a delightful and fun read Teddy.
a perfect poem on this, a bright sunny day.
one to savour.
Beautiful work. You make the reader feel it. Great job, sweet Teddy.
Thank you sweet Thomas, always much appreciated to hear what you say dear Poet. 🌹
Is it because its Sunday? everything I've read so far today is all very theological and profound.
Your poem was most entertaining and lighter, but still mentioned the "Devil." Maybe "Hell" is just not being able to rhyme. I too, am possessed by memories. This read like a "stream of thought" poem and was a fun read yet very heavy in intent. I enjoyed it a lot. - Phil A.
Thank you dear Phil, yes he plays with the mind he does, 🤣 yes inferno is hell, it's an Italian word I threw in, in any case shaking up Sunday with some dark humour I suppose, it's 40c in the days at the moment not much to do but write as I'm on my summer holidays too from work. Thank you dear Poet. 🌹
Not rhyming is no great sin, especially when the devil is in town. Nice read.
having fun with my free verse always, lol thank you Dan. 🌹
To rhyme or not to rhyme, that is the question. Perhaps your muse is gently nudging you towards a beautiful piece that simply needs no rhyme, thus this exquisite poem. The devil be damned!
lol thank you dearest Bella, a light hearted chuckle at myself, lovely to see you. 🌹
Pay no mind to the devil. He's no poet like you. 😁👍
So very kind dear A.P right back at you, we are all poets here my dear friend. Thank you for always being a kind heart too. 🌹
It's a relentless job Teddy, but somebody's got to do it. (and I enjoy it too). 😁👍
A brilliantly written piece here Teddy.15, to me, it sounds like a saucily penned diary entry, that either tells the wanting to create such a scene in town, or documents the fear of doing so.
Or perhaps, you have already done it, eh!?
Bravo, and I hope that all is well.
lol I have been known to tear up the town in London that's for sure, I wouldn't be a London woman in my late 40's if I didn't admit it, i still blame the spice girls lol 🤣 thank you for coming by here dear poet. 🌹
Bless you Teddy.15, make sure that you "remain a flame!"
You are very welcome as always.
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