All to Burn

May 6, 2011
By soccer28 GOLD, Setauket, New York
soccer28 GOLD, Setauket, New York
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Some say fire burns the life
Kills the soul and melts the ice
I say fire clears a path
Leads the survivor
to what may come too fast

Trees no longer block the view
We are searching to find you
Lost amongst your village no more
To see the ruins young and poor

All remains black with ash
Remnant of life stolen to fast
Survivors may bear what is no more
Until no more is not to know

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soccer28 GOLD said...
on Jun. 28 2011 at 7:57 pm
soccer28 GOLD, Setauket, New York
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Thanks! Its such a good feeling to know that other people are reading your work and actually enjoying it! If you like this poem, check out some of my others!!

LivEvil BRONZE said...
on Jun. 22 2011 at 3:57 pm
LivEvil BRONZE, Mooresville, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
If it doesn't make sense it makes sense to the senseless-me!
Normalicy is subjective, and your opinion is wrong.

This is good, I like the concept adn pacing. It feels a bit traditional to me, I like traditional. Could you check out my stuff? I'm also new. I would really love it if you would!

on Jun. 22 2011 at 8:30 am
Kwigggggg BRONZE, Newmarket, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

This is a really good poem, the message is so clear and you've managed to keep a nice rythm throughout the whole thing!-thats something I can't do ahha, but I'm new to teenink as well, when you get a chance would you rate/comment/ just read my story? Thanks!

on Jun. 22 2011 at 12:23 am
thetruthawaits94 SILVER, Duncan, Oklahoma
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Favorite Quote:
Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance in the rain.

I was really impressed! I'm new to the site too, but what I have to say is that I loved your first stanza (well i loved the whole poem, but that especially). That is an interesting way to look at things! i don't quite understand the very last line- Does it mean until things grow back again or something?

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