Blaze
A fire tornado,
A fair share of innuendo;
That keeps me shakin'
It keeps on smashin'
Engulfing me whole,
'Cause I'm a fool;
I'm slowly fadin'
My heart's been waitin'
But it's been awhile,
My soul's been so vile;
The fire slowly washes--
Burning into ashes
ESTÁ A LER
Stroke of Kismet
PoesiaSometimes, words are even deeper than our miseries. (Poem anthology) Date published: February 29 2020
