My Passion, My Hearth

I have this passion that I feel deep down inside
It drives through my blood as the fire with in
A burning so hot, I just can not hide
But I must if I want to stay whole
Because the fire is part of my hearth, not yours or the worlds
I will show you my light but I will not let you feel my warmth
Your fire was put out years ago
ashes only remain, black as your soul
Tell me where is your spark? Where is your light?
Can I poke the askes to make the coals burn bright?
But you turn me away, so I can not wake you from your slumber
But I still have my passion, I still have my power

Todays best new poem was written by Laughgirl.


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