Was I naive enough to think
That I would simmer down?
That the power of my cool
Could transcend
The height of my emotions?
Instead
The heat of my passion rises
Like steam from a boiling pot
Watching from above
As you turn the flame up
You walk away
I sigh
The bubbles climb
Slowly scaling the metal sides
Any second now
They'll overflow
And scald
My pride
Posted Jul 27, 2021, 11:46 PM UTC · edited
I like how the poem kind of builds in itself, like this boiling effect, working toward a crescendo
Thank you 😌
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first off let me say thanks for sharing! your word choice is amazing! “the heat of my passion rises”, so good! i really like the way you made it almost build up, it really brings the “boiling emotions” together. one thing i would consider would be changing “scold” in the second to last line to “scald”, as it relates to the title more. however, i think it works either way!
Ahh I definitely meant “scald” 😅 edited, thank you!