It is the poem I've posted here in this forum in my first topic. There, it was only a beginning of the poem, and now I've finished it. I do hope it's much better than before, and I also hope for sincere comments.
Fire Inside
So many dreams have broken by now,
So many years spent searching for vow;
The Life was born from ashes and ice,
Mercy was broken, fate chosen by dice.
Fire burning inside, ready to conquer, (it's how I want this, though it's not really rhyme, still...)
But the outside is frozen by merciless time,
Sacrifice must come for saving the rhyme
Of beating heart in the ruins inside.
It is all coming down right now,
The cage is closed, no way up, nor down,
Though fire burning all that is infront,
No escape hole, only ashes on hunting spot.
Loss of soul is here, but is fought back,
A small light may survived by luck,
What was done cannot be corrected again:
Though somehow it helps surviving the pain.
Truth turns to be a white winged eagle,
Enjoying the silence of what is left inside,
Deep within faith thy heart is eager
To reach the shores of your glowing smile.
New hope is born, making wish less fragile;
Though traces of tears not erased by time
Nothing builds a new track for thy mind,
Only fire that is burning, burning inside...
With all best wishings,
Aust.
