Ice that burns to finger touch, once tender skin now held in its clutch
Passion's sweat turned solid glue stuck to a cold shell of one that withdrew
A touch turned cold that burns like fire, bonded by frosty steel's desire
To hold, grasp, endure, retain frigid memories held in pain
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For me this is about human relationships. They are often touch that turns cold and burns like fire. It explores the contradictory nature of relationships.A thoughtful piece
Indeed like ice it is semitransparent and you have seen through the surface to the other side. Thank you so much for the read and comment my friend.
Sorrenbarret you just described marriage 🤣 sorry my darling friend I just couldn't resist, your too good my friend. 🌹
Ah Teddy you have seen through the transparency of the ice covering. Your kind words are most appreciated.
lol you're such fun.
The essence and reality of marriage/relationships, enjoyed the read
Thanks so much Tobani for the read and comment your words are always most appreciated and valued
You are very welcome
Here is such an ache with emotional paradox; the flames of cold are a contradiction in themselves, that may hint at a relationship once burning with passion that’s now frozen into something painful and inescapable. The cold isn’t just physical; it’ could be an emotional detachment, the withdrawal of warmth once shared. “Passion’s sweat turned solid glue” could suggest that intense intimacy has become a binding force, no longer freeing but constricting. The icy touch that “burns like fire” captures how emotional numbness can hurt just as deeply as raw feeling. Superb stuff. 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you Cryptic you have hit it on the head without great pain one can not know great joy and so it is in relationships. If your have ever been in great cold exposed skin sticks to cold steel and can not be removed without leaving some behind. It seems such in relationships as well.
Nice graphic illustration! An image that surely sticks 🙏🏻🕊
The stages some people go through as they age. Worries, deceptions pile up. Those around us start disappearing. The few that remain might turn sour, disillusioned and spoil our mood in turn. Hope exists in youth, as we know our life is yet to be lived.
Thank you Soman for your interpretation and you are right. They say ignorance is bliss and so it is in youth until we learn and then that bright hope of heaven becomes the flames of hell. Not that we can't be redeemed but we carry the scars.
Wonderful, my friend. I enjoyed it very much, and I even felt part of that cold beginning. Thanks for sharing. Cheers!
Thanks Damaso for your review and kind words of support
A short poem, yet powerful in its words alone, really resonated with me. Great job, Soren! The poem beautifully captures the paradox of emotions and experiences that blend warmth and coldness, particularly in the context of love and loss, inspiring us to reflect on the transformative power of love. The Poet masterfully explores the contrast between the passionate intensity of affection and the painful withdrawal that can follow, illuminating the resilience of the human heart. The imagery of fire and ice symbolizes the complexities of relationships, highlighting how love can transform into something painful and cold, yet ultimately strengthening our capacity for empathy and compassion. As for me, this poem can be understood as metaphorical spaces in the realm of emotional memory, rather than a physical location or a specific period, inviting us to tap into our own emotional depths. The poet is likely to explore the duality of love—its ability to uplift and simultaneously hurt, prompting readers to reflect on their own experiences with love and loss, and emerge stronger and wiser. The poem serves as a powerful reminder of the intricate, often painful nature of human connections, inspiring us to cultivate love, empathy, and understanding.
Thank you so much Friendship for your interpretation of this poem. You have covered the basics of this poem well. It is most appreciated and valued
No joyful relationship is without pain and, though cliché, no pain, no gain. This poem speaks truth, my friend. Well done! 🌹👏
Thank you Tristan for the read and most kind words of encouragement they mean a lot
You are most welcome, my friend. This one made me reflect, so thank you!
This is a hauntingly beautiful piece, short but emotionally intense. The idea of cold that burns is really striking, showing how something that once felt warm and loving can turn painful. Well written!!!!
Thank you so much Salvia for the read and you most generous kind words of support. They are most appreciated.
Good write SB. It reminded me to give KP her dinner. I cook it, then freeze it in the freezer for her, then serve it up. lol.
Thanks so much for the read Orchi. Hope it doesn't giver heart burn,
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