Something was burning. Caroline frowned as she looked over to her mother, where she lay in her chair. Nothing from that end, though she hadn’t been expecting it, to be honest. Caroline frowned and looked over at the small candle on the windowsill. The only candle in the room, to be honest. It wasn’t in any danger of falling over or creating the burning smell.
She stood up, slowly, and then strode to her mother, “Mama?” she said, “Mama, something’s burning.”
burning
burning burning burning burning
the house is burning down to the ground
children crying
the house is burning
ashes flying
dogs barking
children crying
people screaming
is there help coming?
burning burning burning
the house is burning
The fire was burning brightly in the dark, starless night. There was no sign of the stars or the moon in the black expanse of sky, and the figures huddled together in the shadows fringing the pitiful circle of light. Truly, it was a night of darkness and fear.
burning crackle, criss cross twigs, some dry, some like rubber, green and damp, back and forth off the bark, black smoke and an impotent lick of flame, the sky is blue, now purple, now a dark, dark maroon, and the fire won’t start.
It started out soft, barely glowing. It was easy to miss, and most did. It started in the far back, and during the day could easily be mistaken for the sun. It was until dark that people realized that a blaze had started and all that they had worked for was burning
burning in my flesh
guilt rolling
back and forth
a tidal wave of fat and greed
crushing my insides and ripping
out the pieces of my heart
one
by
one
a slice and the feelings remain
mixed with
satisfaction
The bush was burning. It was on fire. The flames licked the sky, and smoke filled the lungs of all those who stood and watched. It soon spread to the house, then the field, and the neighbor’s home. The fire-fighters weren’t quick enough, and soon enough, the whole town was on fire.
The crowds rolled down the street, hemmed in by lines of police officers in the faceless masks of riot gear, bristling with batons and shields. The crowds were masked as well, swathed in black on black and anonymity. Behind the masks, everyone knew: the city was on fire, even though there weren’t any flames in sight.
ive done this one before, I thought I’d get a different word but here it is. The same. I did think it was a randomly generated word each time but I guess I was wrong, that showed me!
a burning passion inside is like a wild fire that cannot be controllled, burning the toast of your heart! some day you might pick it up and spread some jam on it so the passion produces something edible.
i could smell it but for some reason it didnt registure. I also felt the pain, the heat and singeing of my skin. I could hear the crackling and uncontrollable noise. I was burning.
A house is burning in the distance with all of the things I hold dear to my heart, burning with it. The fire is flaming red and is leaving little sparks left on the ground. The house is falling apart as the flames eat it away and leave it to what it will eventually be, a pile of dust and debree.
the fire burning and my heart wishing it would turn huge, enormous , expand as great as it could and let eveything be lighten up. hot and clear. fierce, the power of life.
burning. and there are flames rising in your throat. columns of smoke pouring from your eyes. from your mouth. you are suffocating and burning all at once. it’s more like drowning than you would have imagined. your lungs are aching and you fight to breathebreathebreathe. you are drowning and burning and breathing and suffocating all at once.
The inferno swallowed my soul. It burned everything that I once knew as myself. It destroyed who i thought I was and replaced me with a cold, hard person.
My soul is burning for you oh lord, For it is like a forest fire, contagious, that cannot be contained. When My wick is lit, it is a sign of your glory.
I feel it. I see it. I remember. I can taste the kerosene on the back of my tongue. I can feel the match twiddling between my thumbs. I feel it. I am there. The smoke licks my ears and nose like a cat. I am warm for the first time in so long. As the smoke lulls me to sleep and my eyes drift shut, I wake up.
i have a burning desire. or a question. burning burning ashes, fires, my future… BUUURN BABY BURN! ohgod. I like to watch fires, and i feel like i have so little immagination becaus ei am only writing about the obvious kinda burning!
The hands holding the heart and my broken crown. I watched them burn like a flame and now they are lost. If I were superstitious it would be a sign, but I am not.
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Blank pages, blank expressions. An empty book, not the kind you fill with words and phrases, but the kind that the ink has faded after years of disuse, dishonesty. Burns around the edges of the pages, scorch marks from being just too close to the flames. Water marks from the consequential extinguishment of the heat and from being left outside in the snow and rain. The dust cover ripped and the spine cracked just a bit. But a valuable thing, if you look beyond the disuse. The most beautifully tragic story to ever have been told lies simply between that dusty, damaged cover.
I felt a burning sensation run up my arm. He pressed the iron down again, searing the brand into my skin. Sweat rolled down my face and blurred my vision. The last thing I heard was, “Now, you’re mine.”
I have this desire to write, to always write, but I can never quite get it out of me in a day to day basis. I can never quite ever do it. Despite the moments in time, where I’m sitting with friends, and everyone is talking, and they are laughing, and the moment is perfect for me to place in my memory for later because it reminds me of this story that just wants to come out–but then the moment passes, and it’s back to never doing it again.
files will burn and it like a burning love where people are hungry and thirsty of finding what’s the real meaning behind the so much underrated and overrated enigma that all cultures have been wanting to acquire and eliminate as well.
Burning. I think of burning books weirdly enough, probably because I was thinking how people tend to write on this website as if they are writing a scene from a novel. Also because I’m procrastinating on reading my textbooks for exams tomorrow and Tuesday. All day long I’ve been avoiding it, very skillfully. With food, with watching a friend do a recital, with more food even though I’m not hungry.
The flames seared her flesh, burning through her as her mind fought for control over her pain. There was no way to survive this, was there? She fell to her knees, coughing, fighting for breath as smoke fought her lungs, choking her air supply as she tried to inhale. It was all just too much. What was she able to do?
I have a burning sensation as Liche runs down the path. I need to follow her but I know nothing will ever happen. She is doomed . She has already caught the virus but I am immune. Allergic to vole. I sink in my own sorrow as I realize I’ll never see her or my friends again.
I wonder what it feels like to burn. To have the flesh seared from your bones. To feel your bones turn to ash. To feel like ash on the wind. At that point, you probably can’t feel anymore. Actually, you certainly can’t feel anymore. Not without nerves.
And your eyes burn with a terrible, terrible fire, and I cannot look away. Anger is cheap, but rage – wrath in the soul cannot be calmed, nor quenched, not by rivers deep nor waters sweet. I have seen the eyes –
I was burning inside with those gracefull memories that one time used to bring us laughs and happiness, but today the seem so dim, away from our hopes. And still, that burning, that fire, that kindle is what keep us alive.
the house smelled funny. I went out into the kitchen to investigate and I saw the bright orange flames licking the ceiling. I ran out the front door crying as I watched my home, my sanctuary, and all my memories and possessions burn up into oblivion. I didn’t understand why it had to happen to me, but I knew I had my life, and that’s all that mattered to me.
one time i took a steroid called prednisone. it was for my chron’s. it made me go crazy. it felt like my mind was on fire. i couldn’t sleep. i just sat around writing and going insane with this burning in my gut. it hurt in ways i can’t describe.
The house i saw was burning, it was a gorgeous fire, not the fire a burned during scout camps, this was a different kind of fire, i could see the soul of earth nature, so ironic, but beautiful. The trees we killed were not dead, they were waiting.
Something was burning. Caroline frowned as she looked over to her mother, where she lay in her chair. Nothing from that end, though she hadn’t been expecting it, to be honest. Caroline frowned and looked over at the small candle on the windowsill. The only candle in the room, to be honest. It wasn’t in any danger of falling over or creating the burning smell.
She stood up, slowly, and then strode to her mother, “Mama?” she said, “Mama, something’s burning.”
burning
burning burning burning burning
the house is burning down to the ground
children crying
the house is burning
ashes flying
dogs barking
children crying
people screaming
is there help coming?
burning burning burning
the house is burning
The fire was burning brightly in the dark, starless night. There was no sign of the stars or the moon in the black expanse of sky, and the figures huddled together in the shadows fringing the pitiful circle of light. Truly, it was a night of darkness and fear.
burning crackle, criss cross twigs, some dry, some like rubber, green and damp, back and forth off the bark, black smoke and an impotent lick of flame, the sky is blue, now purple, now a dark, dark maroon, and the fire won’t start.
All I can think of is something like an std.
Physical passion leading to unfortunate consequences.
Leaning too close to the sun and burning your wings off.
Those sorts of myths where too much of a good thing will lead to your downfall.
It started out soft, barely glowing. It was easy to miss, and most did. It started in the far back, and during the day could easily be mistaken for the sun. It was until dark that people realized that a blaze had started and all that they had worked for was burning
Burning sensations. You’d know what I mean.
burning in my flesh
guilt rolling
back and forth
a tidal wave of fat and greed
crushing my insides and ripping
out the pieces of my heart
one
by
one
a slice and the feelings remain
mixed with
satisfaction
I feel this
This animosity
But I can’t see it
Not passed you
and your seersucker tie
and it’s like you’re so cool
and i’m so unlike myself
that I can’t pull myself together
in a knot like the seersucker tie.
The bush was burning. It was on fire. The flames licked the sky, and smoke filled the lungs of all those who stood and watched. It soon spread to the house, then the field, and the neighbor’s home. The fire-fighters weren’t quick enough, and soon enough, the whole town was on fire.
burning
The crowds rolled down the street, hemmed in by lines of police officers in the faceless masks of riot gear, bristling with batons and shields. The crowds were masked as well, swathed in black on black and anonymity. Behind the masks, everyone knew: the city was on fire, even though there weren’t any flames in sight.
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ive done this one before, I thought I’d get a different word but here it is. The same. I did think it was a randomly generated word each time but I guess I was wrong, that showed me!
a burning passion inside is like a wild fire that cannot be controllled, burning the toast of your heart! some day you might pick it up and spread some jam on it so the passion produces something edible.
i could smell it but for some reason it didnt registure. I also felt the pain, the heat and singeing of my skin. I could hear the crackling and uncontrollable noise. I was burning.
A house is burning in the distance with all of the things I hold dear to my heart, burning with it. The fire is flaming red and is leaving little sparks left on the ground. The house is falling apart as the flames eat it away and leave it to what it will eventually be, a pile of dust and debree.
Searing. Flesh sizzling to a black crisp. Cauterizing. Blood evaporating in a split second.
the fire burning and my heart wishing it would turn huge, enormous , expand as great as it could and let eveything be lighten up. hot and clear. fierce, the power of life.
burning. and there are flames rising in your throat. columns of smoke pouring from your eyes. from your mouth. you are suffocating and burning all at once. it’s more like drowning than you would have imagined. your lungs are aching and you fight to breathebreathebreathe. you are drowning and burning and breathing and suffocating all at once.
The inferno swallowed my soul. It burned everything that I once knew as myself. It destroyed who i thought I was and replaced me with a cold, hard person.
My soul is burning for you oh lord, For it is like a forest fire, contagious, that cannot be contained. When My wick is lit, it is a sign of your glory.
I feel it. I see it. I remember. I can taste the kerosene on the back of my tongue. I can feel the match twiddling between my thumbs. I feel it. I am there. The smoke licks my ears and nose like a cat. I am warm for the first time in so long. As the smoke lulls me to sleep and my eyes drift shut, I wake up.
burning. passions and desires. the wishes. to be noticed, popular, successful. nothing. life is burning. from the overcooked ramen on the stove.
i have a burning desire. or a question. burning burning ashes, fires, my future… BUUURN BABY BURN! ohgod. I like to watch fires, and i feel like i have so little immagination becaus ei am only writing about the obvious kinda burning!
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The hands holding the heart and my broken crown. I watched them burn like a flame and now they are lost. If I were superstitious it would be a sign, but I am not.
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Blank pages, blank expressions. An empty book, not the kind you fill with words and phrases, but the kind that the ink has faded after years of disuse, dishonesty. Burns around the edges of the pages, scorch marks from being just too close to the flames. Water marks from the consequential extinguishment of the heat and from being left outside in the snow and rain. The dust cover ripped and the spine cracked just a bit. But a valuable thing, if you look beyond the disuse. The most beautifully tragic story to ever have been told lies simply between that dusty, damaged cover.
I felt a burning sensation run up my arm. He pressed the iron down again, searing the brand into my skin. Sweat rolled down my face and blurred my vision. The last thing I heard was, “Now, you’re mine.”
I have this desire to write, to always write, but I can never quite get it out of me in a day to day basis. I can never quite ever do it. Despite the moments in time, where I’m sitting with friends, and everyone is talking, and they are laughing, and the moment is perfect for me to place in my memory for later because it reminds me of this story that just wants to come out–but then the moment passes, and it’s back to never doing it again.
files will burn and it like a burning love where people are hungry and thirsty of finding what’s the real meaning behind the so much underrated and overrated enigma that all cultures have been wanting to acquire and eliminate as well.
Burning. I think of burning books weirdly enough, probably because I was thinking how people tend to write on this website as if they are writing a scene from a novel. Also because I’m procrastinating on reading my textbooks for exams tomorrow and Tuesday. All day long I’ve been avoiding it, very skillfully. With food, with watching a friend do a recital, with more food even though I’m not hungry.
The flames seared her flesh, burning through her as her mind fought for control over her pain. There was no way to survive this, was there? She fell to her knees, coughing, fighting for breath as smoke fought her lungs, choking her air supply as she tried to inhale. It was all just too much. What was she able to do?
I have a burning sensation as Liche runs down the path. I need to follow her but I know nothing will ever happen. She is doomed . She has already caught the virus but I am immune. Allergic to vole. I sink in my own sorrow as I realize I’ll never see her or my friends again.
The pain and intensity that I felt could be compared to nothing I had ever felt before. The burning felt delicious yet frightening and I craved it.
I wonder what it feels like to burn. To have the flesh seared from your bones. To feel your bones turn to ash. To feel like ash on the wind. At that point, you probably can’t feel anymore. Actually, you certainly can’t feel anymore. Not without nerves.
Ashes, leaping into the air.
And your eyes burn with a terrible, terrible fire, and I cannot look away. Anger is cheap, but rage – wrath in the soul cannot be calmed, nor quenched, not by rivers deep nor waters sweet. I have seen the eyes –
Lord Thou pluckest
To Carthage
I was burning inside with those gracefull memories that one time used to bring us laughs and happiness, but today the seem so dim, away from our hopes. And still, that burning, that fire, that kindle is what keep us alive.
the house smelled funny. I went out into the kitchen to investigate and I saw the bright orange flames licking the ceiling. I ran out the front door crying as I watched my home, my sanctuary, and all my memories and possessions burn up into oblivion. I didn’t understand why it had to happen to me, but I knew I had my life, and that’s all that mattered to me.
one time i took a steroid called prednisone. it was for my chron’s. it made me go crazy. it felt like my mind was on fire. i couldn’t sleep. i just sat around writing and going insane with this burning in my gut. it hurt in ways i can’t describe.
hot, passionate, urinary tract, fire, bad wolf, pants, warm, house on fire, this is hard, cold water, hahaha.
The house i saw was burning, it was a gorgeous fire, not the fire a burned during scout camps, this was a different kind of fire, i could see the soul of earth nature, so ironic, but beautiful. The trees we killed were not dead, they were waiting.