The smouldering ashes relight,
as love kindles and nurtures
the new flames of desire.
Slowly they turn from ash grey
into a glowing ember.
Reinvigorated by a caress of feelings.
As the embers glow,
so small flames from within are lit.
Each one reaching for the sky,
as rekindled feelings flow over them like oxygen,
breathing new life.
The feeling of rebirth fills the body.
Like a phoenix rising from the flames
and so love rises from them,
in all its splendid glory.
The ashes of the past forgotten.
New life, new feelings.
Passion, desire.
A lust for new life fills the air.
Renewed vigour radiates
from a rejuvenated heart.
For all the world
to see and hear.
Chris you are a G.....From strength to strength....Can only get better.....I hope you take this further....been telling you for ages you ARE good! xxx
I like the way you presented your topic. Excellent metaphors and symbolisms. The emotions flow throughout the poem. I could sense the growing and glowing excitement of a new love. A lovely read.
This Poem is a credit to you! and I have to say how much I relate to those feelings you convey with excellence 10 +++++++
Hi Chris I really liked this poem. Poems can make or break on the use of sybolism. Your symbolism is absolutely spot on. I also like the balance and rythm. Only one tiny criticism, I wonder if you could have included the 'fire'; symbolism in the title. I'm new here look me up some time ...........10 Steve
The way you express 'a new love' is so true. Your words paint a lovely picture of those feelings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your painting of love synchronising well with the free flow of flowering verses.very enchanting indeed. A +