I'm posting a few of these first, I hope they are received well. I do hope you enjoy reading them. Also as a hint, in case you didn't notice, the title of the chapter is who
the poem is about. Thanks guys.
Blood of Fire
Fire in my veins
Fire in my blood
Fire in breath
Fire in my lungs.
Is this what makes me different,
What gives me shame?
For a dragon like me
Those thoughts are insane.
It's who I am
Who I'm meant to be,
Yet something about the loneliness
Of being the only one of your kind,
Shunned by the same people you vow to protect,
Brings forth a second guessing of yourself.
I'm a child trying in vain
To raise myself and walk just as my parents do.
All the people can do this,
So am I not a person?
Is the sliver of humanity within me,
The frame of my body that matches all the rest
Not enough to be accepted,
Not enough to be considered human?
Am I destined to be ostracized by both of my kind?
The dragons reject me as weak,
The humans reject me as a freak.
Why did you leave me with this burden father?
Why did you create an existence such as me
Who leaves destruction in my wake?
He said this was a gift,
Yet it feels like a curse.
The people look at me with fear in their eyes,
A shiver runs down their back as a bead of sweat
Gets stuck in their brow.
They nod in politeness,
Hopeful it will appease my ever burning wrath.
They eye the flames on my fingertips,
Sure the sorcery will kill them.
Yet I don't put out the flames.
They are a part of me,
The presence in my soul that fills me with warmth
From the tips of my fingers to the tips of my toes,
They gives me courage and keep me company
For it is something that will never leave.
Yes, I suppose this is who I am;
Why I will never be accepted.
For the fire within me is just as strong
As my humanity is weak.
Behind me, not among the throng of ordinary men
Stands those who see my fire; delight in its light
Who fight beside me as equals in might.
Yes I shouldn't be concerned with
Those frail humans who don't understand,
But focus on those I must protect.