Reviled

Reviled

Fire burns...
Slow inside.
Forcing forging
Forming
Foaming Water to flow.

Fire burns this heart of mine
To cinders
Water cleans.

You say I waste myself
On writing
For nobody will read
What is like
But a press
Of a hasty button?
I say that I weed
The garden
of my heart
Flowers fall in floral heaps
A fleeting temple
For you to trample
Stamp out
My blaze...
But I won't
Let ashes harden
Water of love
Swirling
In poesy
baptizes it anew.
What has a like
Or its absence
Got to do
With me
Or you?
One can only
Sing
For the song's release
And if you should chance to hear it
I hopefrom my heart
It made you dance.

A fire fills my soul
Uplifting
With phoenix wings
Tears are yesterday's film
Of your
Denigration
On my being.

I'm fire and water...
Do not be alarmed...
In ascent of air
I breathe survival's glory
In earth's surrender
My passivity
Finds triumphant
Submission.

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