This is the first poem i've written in..well...ever.
I'm not sure about some of the words and it probably needs some work but I just wanted some feedback. Im also unsure if it needs 3 stanzas or if 2 would work. So here it is, all constuctive criticism welcome.
Embers
Flicker.
Alluring, ethereal glow.
Illuminating, enticing.
Affixing everything with a sliver of it's own smooth beauty.
Perfection.
That was what he wanted me to see.
Flame.
Desultory, solemn effervescence.
Foreboding, unpredictable.
Draining originality and independence from every thought and idea.
Deception.
The only person fooled was me.
Fire.
Harsh, searing fury.
Burning, mocking.
Gorging on hope and confidence with unrelenting hunger.
Desecration.
Embers were all he left of me.
