Fire
I lick the hearth where I reside,
Burning, raging deep inside.
Warming souls all around.
But I, I can be the one who rages,
Sparing none in my path,
Destroying all in my wake
I am Fire
Flower
I am a flower, made of hard clay brick.
Symbolizing beauty and power,
A flower, simplicity, yet extreme complexity.
A gorgeous decoration, I am bold and proud.
I deem attention, with a red strikingly loud.
I am just a flower, made of hard clay brick.
Stars
Glittering, shining, shimmering, jewels,
Infinite twinkling beauties.
Diamonds in the sky,
Beautiful and mystifying.
I am the Stars.