Fire Current
My feet took me to what we can call a path
How I reached to this crossroads
Did I walk on unknown trail so blindly?
As I chose a trail
Walking in a terrain of pebbled path
My feet gets accustomed to its touch
Walking on stones
The road does not end over here
A river of lava and fumes
Cuts my trail
The color of fire
Adrenalin arouse
Hidden soul appear
My heart urges to be free of me
Waiting to sink in this burning soul
I think no more
My feet walk on the burning stones
My soul melts in fire
Though my feet are burning in pain
I convince me that I’m born to do this
I walk without fear
Unexpectedly, I seem to be absorbed
Into a circle, an immense current of fire
Anger that burns my skin and bones
I’m caught in this burn, all pleads run in vain
The fire dies when all is burning ashes
Copyright 2005 nasra al adawi
posted by iamnasra at 7:06 AM
7 Comments:
you write such deep and profound poetry.
My heart urges to be free of me
Waiting to sink in this burning soul, sometimes i also feel like that but you have said it better than i could express it even to myself.
the fire dies when all is burning ashes...great!!
Im sure on your own poetic way ...you will say it ...I beleive it was not the time..Sometime a poem can form like that...and at times you have an idea but it can not form in you head..this happens to me a lot..
this picture is amazing!
Reading this poem made me feel that I am so close to the fire! And I felt some heat in my body!
Well Written indeed!
Hopeless Poet...if that the case I must be burning over here..since I worte the poem..it somehow cought me
this poem is really powerful..i hope you consider including it in your next book of poetry :)
Well inshallah but Im not sure so far if there is coming book ..let us see
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