RedRavenPoems

Where Poems Fly, Through Starry Skies.

Forged

Forged in fire

Quenched in ice.

That’s the way the world works.

Chews you up

Spits you out

Is it any one many scream and shout?

A storm comes for you

It wants to take you away

It desires your fear

Determined to stay.

Yet your forged by fire

One with the storm

You hold it at bay

Never more shall it hold sway.

For you were forged by fire

And quenched in ice.

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A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.

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