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Thursday, March 31, 2011

Cold Flame

Cold,
So cold.
Flames fill the night,
Yet I am so cold.


Sound of emergency
Screaming in the distance
Eager to end inferno,
As I wait in the cold

Remembering without regret.
State of shock?
Perhaps…
Cold as ice,

Knowing matches
Ended abuse.
Burning home
That held no warmth

Opinions denied
Unjustified
By anger so cold..

Heroes rush to save him,
But too late
Life taken
Ending in ashes
Setting me free,

Yet I am so cold.

G.K.Bostic - 2011






3 comments:

  1. WoW! These few words "knowing matches ended abuse" speak volumes. Sad poem, but great write.

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  2. Your words are true....beautifully conceived and beautifully written.

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  3. Tragic. Was this inspired by true events? because the words and style are poignant

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