Here are some photos that I took over the weekend at a West Hollywood bar. It was a nice fireplace with fire burning over some modern looking glass beads with a traditional grate. Hopefully they will inspire you to write a poem in your native tongue. I did. We can then compare what we wrote... It would be better if you can provide an English translation as well :)
Thanks. If you continue to write and express yourself, your own way of polishing will become better. This is how I started. Express my feelings on paper; have them corrected and learnt what was being corrected. It is so much easier nowadays. In the old days, I have to ask people whom I know and yet did not want them to know. Today, you can have people from all corners of the world to help and remain "anonymous".
Thanks Jeff. Yes I though at a one sided love, an apparent love.
Your your polishing it makes it brilliant.
The last three images of the flames looks like dancers! Here's my original thought when I was mesmerized by the flames.
Swirling fires columns of fire,
A curtain of falling tears.
A spike of passion,
A well of sighs.
Thanks. Now I can do some polishing.
The fire burns, releasing its light and heat.
I lie as I wait for your return.
I fell asleep;
Overwhelmed by its vibrant color.
Then your fragrance wafted and woke me up.
In embrace, a kiss for you,
But now only a log left smoking weakly.
The frost no longer lingering with the moon,
Clasping you, my beloved cold flame.
From what I read, it gives me the sense that this is a one sided love now? This is because of the images of one log is left and its heat is gone now; a cold flame etc.
I make an attempt.
Fire burns and releases its bright heat
I'm laying waiting your return
I fall asleep overwhelmed by its vibrant colour
Then, sudden your smell waked me
I embrace you I hold you, I kiss you
Only a log was remain it smokes weakly
Outside the moon and the frost does not linger
I do clasp you, mine beloved cold flame