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Array ( [sid] => 164183 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => fire [time] => 2011-01-09 16:18:23 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Oh lady love, do you aspire
to learn the language of your fire
for without act or conscious thought
the hearts of fools are iron wrought.
Clad in your majestic ways
those trapped would worship every day
the skin deep nature of your power.
Enjoy it! before it goes sour.

I've sat at bars since time began
and noticed the nature of man
to self destruct and want for more.
Your kind would stake the heart at core.
With innocence and turning glance
you make them think they have a chance.
Raise their demons with disdain.
Your ego fuelled by the game.

Enchanted on merry go round
you laugh and revel in the sound
of your vain popularity
sailing on the sea of me.
In your prime your wants are met
for anything with no regret.
The mirror is your greatest friend,
effortless until the end.

But as I've said I sat in bars
and saw all your predecessors
through stages new and stages old.
Start off hot, but soon go cold.
I warn you now that time does tell.
One day you'll go back to the well
and shallow dry disgusting shale
will be the contents of your pail.

I hope before your beauty fails
that you will learn. Let down your veil
and show true beauty deep inside
that vanity had made you hide.
for that won't fail, deteriorate
if revealed before too late.
But revelling in skin alone-
thy seeds of doom, they will be sown. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 134 [topic] => 21 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

fire

Contributed by poeticjestix on Sunday, 9th January 2011 @ 04:18:23 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

Oh lady love, do you aspire
to learn the language of your fire
for without act or conscious thought
the hearts of fools are iron wrought.
Clad in your majestic ways
those trapped would worship every day
the skin deep nature of your power.
Enjoy it! before it goes sour.

I've sat at bars since time began
and noticed the nature of man
to self destruct and want for more.
Your kind would stake the heart at core.
With innocence and turning glance
you make them think they have a chance.
Raise their demons with disdain.
Your ego fuelled by the game.

Enchanted on merry go round
you laugh and revel in the sound
of your vain popularity
sailing on the sea of me.
In your prime your wants are met
for anything with no regret.
The mirror is your greatest friend,
effortless until the end.

But as I've said I sat in bars
and saw all your predecessors
through stages new and stages old.
Start off hot, but soon go cold.
I warn you now that time does tell.
One day you'll go back to the well
and shallow dry disgusting shale
will be the contents of your pail.

I hope before your beauty fails
that you will learn. Let down your veil
and show true beauty deep inside
that vanity had made you hide.
for that won't fail, deteriorate
if revealed before too late.
But revelling in skin alone-
thy seeds of doom, they will be sown.

Copyright © poeticjestix ... [ 2011-01-09 16:18:23]
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Re: fire (User Rating: 1 )
by Voyager on Sunday, 9th January 2011 @ 10:21:52 PM AEST
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A great poem about narscissim and the transient nature of external beauty. I like the way you've captured that as if you're having a conversation. Well done!

Re: fire (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 10th January 2011 @ 10:39:31 AM AEST
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Very good writing.
Very deep.
blessings,
emy

Re: fire (User Rating: 1 )
by Breezy on Monday, 10th January 2011 @ 06:16:37 PM AEST
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Excellent writing. This is something I've oft thought, but could
neve place into words. You've said it with much poetic aplomb.
Kudos. Now, if they'd only take heed.

Well done!

~ Breezy

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