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From the fire comes The Phoenix
From the fire comes the phoenix,
Burning bright.
She soars into the night sky,
What a sight.
But the wind blows her down, down, down,
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Let there be
In the darkest of hours, may there be light.
May the war turn to peace, and let there be love.
For a world forged in hatred and warfare shall fall.
So let there be joy,
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Anger
Anger.
Anger is a thing I am not proud of.
Yet it happens, where I cannot control what I say or do.
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The Maple and The Sapling
The day is soft and silent.
Except for the quiet chirp of the crickets,
and the lonely breeze.
The pond has no animals to swim in its glory.
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Awakening
I am tenacious,
I prevail.
Though the dark void surrounds me, I ignite a fire inside and shine.
Yet - shadows grip me in their hands.
Flame, rage, and anger consumed, ashes I become.
Loves
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when the sky cries
every once in a while,
the sky gets tired
and hides its face behind
hands of light gray clouds.
it sighs in quiet thunder,
and lets tears of blue
slip loose, trailing softly down
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Home
Home is mom’s Shepard pie and ginger snaps.
Home is the one scent you can never quite place, it appears out of nowhere to return you to age 6 on the swings yelling ‘higher grandpa, higher’ it yearns to be bottles and relived.
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What I Would Wish For
If I rubbed a magic lamp, if I gained a genie...
What would I wish for?
I would wish for this to stop.
All this violence that never ever ends.
But...
Every wish has consequences.
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Blue Eyes
All I see, her blue eyes.
Why do such bright eyes
Send such a girl into dark?
Why does such a smile
Cause such a girl to spiral?
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<3
I love the smile on people's faces when I hand them a poem with their name on it & yes of course you get to keep it.
