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I should really use my head instead of thinking with my chest.

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  • fireblast_ 2d

    You can hold the gun and I'll keep the bullets,
    I'll drown an ocean when You'll learn to swim.

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  • fireblast_ 1w

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  • fireblast_ 1w

    your love;
    a summer cloud,
    i was asleep
    but one night
    gravity hit the ground
    i woke up shattered
    i know you remember the lessons
    to keep me out of your head
    but again, I saw you've been writing a poem
    'cause you ran out of errands?
    you moved in a blurry town
    bought a house here
    people stare you
    with menacing looks
    but I know your real estate
    is in Mexico.


    you plant roses,
    and watch them die
    your fear;
    a lightning bolt
    hear the raining sound
    with ticking clocks, and frozen beat
    you stop smiling in midst of joy; uncertain
    Sometimes all alone you talk
    to the crystal chandeliers and velvet curtains
    seasons are fading
    and somewhat leaves falling
    you've been brave
    but now my love, i can see
    in your damp ocean eyes
    you're afraid.


    your heart;
    an old museum
    i stare like a fleeting shadow
    as you play our memories on radio
    you walk all alone
    on lonely roads
    read books of known authors
    but make love with strangers in your porch
    you're restless
    you still carry burden
    on your tattered sleeves
    but i wish to sip away
    the sadness from your breath
    you know?
    i still miss you like the dying sun
    and i know sometimes
    you miss me too.


    I'd last for a while,
    but my love;
    a sacred stone
    stars flicker in your eyes
    and your tears taste like gunpowder
    but you wait for my return
    you bring me life
    when you stop by the old cemetery
    and put daisies on the grave
    you cry as you glance at the tombstone
    just because it reads my name?
    but i've been here all along
    standing behind you
    watching you like a shadow
    but darling, if you don't believe
    then you could ask the blind man
    he saw me too.

    -G h o s t

    @fireblast_

    10 September, 2019

    I actually wrote that in a graveyard last night!

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  • fireblast_ 2w

    You played me like a memory,
    as we drove back to December in a month of July.
    Had too much of everything that was too little
    But you couldn't rinse my tears in your cry? 

    No bridge I haven't burned that leads to your home,
    but there's an ocean of silence in your words
    and there's no boat I haven't rowed 
    that could lesser the distance you never traveled.

    You played me like a memory,
    within a familiar rhythm of a rusted old tune,
    a rose already wilted before fall
    like a voice of a familiar person on a wrong call.

    I was a reflection of your sins,
    those poems and words were already written
    would you kill me with a bullet or sword? but you were a ripper, "Belove, you were a memory all along of someone I used to love."


    -FIREBLAST

    July 25th, 2018

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  • fireblast_ 2w

    I keep all the bullets I dodge
    but throw the guns I use.

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  • fireblast_ 2w

    I'm a sad poem written by a happy poet.'

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    Write your own poem in 12 words and tag me. I'd love to see creative ideas.

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  • fireblast_ 3w

    Somedays birds don't fly above my window
    and somedays they roam,
    looking for something only they know.
    In the morning, they sit on a window
    & knock inside my mind
    Telling, "human wake up, it's the time"
    On a leafless tree or a big bough
    They make home where they grow.

    Somedays birds don't chirp
    and it feels like a morning, without a bliss
    The dawn feels a little dark
    when birds stays silent & dogs bark.
    And somedays they awake my soul,
    warning me against the things only they know.
    In the evening when I roam they tell me
    "Dear, it's getting dark, you need to go home"

    @fireblast_



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  • fireblast_ 3w

    I'd love you like I'm dying.

    An excerpt from my own life.


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  • fireblast_ 6w

    An excerpt from one of my short story.


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