Wildfire

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Emerald flames rise and consume,
Corpses of the lost shall be exhumed.
Finally everything will be reduced to ash,
And the world will implode in a green flash.

Embers from below constantly grow,
Not a soul can understand how to stop the flow.
Could this heat be not of physical form,
Started from a tormented emotional storm.

Lightning of grief, thunder of sorrow
Rains of sadness fall like theres no tomorrow.
The eternal wildfire will not be expelled,
Until the monster inside is quelled.

6 comments on “Wildfire

  1. Haunting and powerful. An apocalyptic vision stunningly expressed “Corpses of the lost shall be exhumed. / Finally everything will be reduced to ash,” in the end is shown to be avoidable, but not without effort on our part. Bravo.

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  2. Nduka says:

    Deep recollections, darkly so. What an emotional storm indeed, guess can only be pacified by the pen.

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  3. your writing is awesome. thanks!

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  4. M Chaillot says:

    I especially love the final stanza–wow!

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  5. Roy Evans says:

    Awesome!

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