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The Holy Fire

Poetry By: GuiltyPleasure

Can you hold the fire in your arms! … but how and at what cost?

It reminds me of my favourite poet WB Yeats’ theme of “unity of being”


Submitted:May 12, 2012    Reads: 85    Comments: 35    Likes: 8   


The Holy Fire

The fire remains the same

Though you may look at it differently

It will warm the same.


It will tear up the darkness

With its visible intenseness

I wonder how much magic it holds

How many golden butterflies..


Come on flame! Lets stir the night together!

Just glow there in the ambers of my ashes,

Oh! I don't want any peace, if peace means letting you go

Tell me how to look at you without even feeling you

So do you know my dear! My sweet ache burning inside

That I am the darkness, you are quietly devastating

While I gaze at you lovingly… with my thousand eyes!



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