I am fire, indiscriminate, intense,
Light both blinding and immense.
My flames lick over pain, healing,
My thoughts the embers
That kindled life with meaning,
And my existence remembers.
Nothing is so vast it can be untouched or forgotten,
Nothing, in my eyes, is rotten.
My flames thaw spikes of ire.
I am love.
I am fire.

by Emma Atkinson

Comments (3)

A refined poetic imagination, Emma. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
Splendid work. Touch of masterclass. I have added this to my favourite poems list. Thanks a lot for sharing.
Emma, such a lovely write...10++++++