Writing Prompt

If desires are a flame,

then I am a wildfire.

If liking was a drip,

then I am a sea.

If my love is overwhelming for you,

then it is mine.

If the world was trying to shut me down,

I just started talking.

When the world was hating on me,

I was just opening my mouth.

When the world was ruining me,

I just tried my best —

but no one even tried to recognize it.

If I was too much for you,

I didn’t even...

She was a fairy in the lake

Golden locks that flowed so gently

Akin to the orchids in moonlight

A fluttering dress that waves like the ocean

When she looked down upon my figure

That lick of ember erupted like storms

I burned and silently wailed within

Her gaze was somber and yet so bright

Her smile as pure as the soft young lamb

I myself was like the sun just rising up

Reaching out to g...

I dont know if being a wildfire is something to be proud of. My mother always told me i was fierce, that i had a certain kind of quality that made me different. When i was younger i thought that being different was good, who wants to be exactly like everyone else? Turns out, I do. Or at least i think i do… The thing you dont reaize when youre young is that the world is cruel. A wildfire of a woman...

If desires are a flame, then I am a wildfire.

Every man who ever thought he could “love” me just made it worse..

more reckless, more untouchable.

You can’t smother what was born to burn.

You can’t scare a woman carrying the rage of generations.

I’m mesmerizing. I’m terrifying.

I’ll laugh while I burn it all down and dance in the ashes.

Your hunger only feeds my freedom.

My need to run faster...

Most effective when up against it

Applying the pressure early helps

Deadlines don’t worry me one bit

I move only when someone yelps

Anxiously from a burning building

Which my own indecision set alight

A precious wisdom I’m seldom wielding

Like a hurt spouse looking for a fight

Instead of a solution, self-destruction

Imploding daily, rather unnecessarily

Because I am the only real obstruction

Hol...

A single touch won't hurt anyone, as a little imagination would be silent.

But the human imagination is violent.

It fed me the illusion of a touch, held my hand and said "its not true".

Being touch starved would be worse to you.

A touch isn't all to desire. We desire people for who they are.

Desire is a crave that won't be silenced by jarring, That is scarring.

But one day the scar gushes all the ...

Once I danced like smoke in sunlight,

Now I burn—a blazing trail

of roaring red and bitter blue,

sparks leaping from my feet

with each reproachful step.

There was a time when I believed,

holding dreams like fireflies in a jar,

hopeful that I could set them free

and soar beyond these stark, white walls.

Along this unrelenting journey,

the jar shattered into countless shards,

and my precious fir...

My fire flickers higher,

My story reaches further,

My life impacts more

and more.

I will share my story,

I will tell my testimony,

I am alive now.

No one will write my path

No one will tell my story

No one will live my life

But me....

If desires are a flame, then I am a wildfire

If longing be a weight, then I am with burden

For I see you in the sunset,

I see you at dawn

Your love is like water, a relief to dry hearts

Your embrace a cool breeze, healing from the day

To feel you in person

Feel you beyond dreams

My beloved, please be patient

My beloved, please forgive me

I will be home again soon....

You light me and I burn.

Scorched earth before me.

Red ground, broken.

Seeping through my pores like molten gold.

If desires are a flame, then I am a wildfire.

Unmatched, zealous creature that I am.

I crave, and I scorch.

I want, and I receive.

My touch like fire, my tongue a pyre.

Words, whispered and stoking.

Fuel me, my lover.

Tender of fire, my warmth.

Watch me burn out.

To dust, to embers....