Like a Phoenix
Little by little,
They rise in flames,
Like cigar bursting to smoke
and steam springing to vapours.
The shards sting my veins
I use fire to melt its crystal
Engraving its sizzle
and burying its pain once and for all
Believing the fire would billow
In haste to rise above all
Leaving me forever in glow.
Little by little
they rise in flames
Burning in ashes, my barren land.
Wilt // Bloom
Even geraniums wilt in hard rain,
their salmon pedals prune and break
like molted plumage, pirouetting downward
to make the descent of their last end.
Even geranium stems buckle under heavy wet,
crook toward the Earth in prayer
that the clouds should part
so that light may offer a new beginning.
Even geraniums can weather a storm,
keep tenaciously rooted in a bed of soil
made sodden by the vigor of a squall.
Even geraniums soak in the vitality of their affliction
to straighten, rise, and bloom once again.
I Still Have a Soul! (read this poem with epic score’s music by named that)
I had a good life ...
my dreams are heaven
there were those who envy me
there is a question for them:
“Is this your purpose?”
“destroying me?”
“no”
“I can bear it all”
But ...
They set a trap for me
They assured me
They have gained my trust
And one day
they gave up on me!
they have betrayed me!
they made fun of me!
they humiliated me!
and I
my heart cries
my heart was broken
I was weak
I was a coward
I’m tired of life
I hated life
my family has left me
luck left me
but one day
I decided to change everything
that’s enough!
I’ll be strong
I’m gonna be happy
I’ll be lucky
that is why
I wrote this poem!
I fight constantly
i will not give up on my dreams
I am supported by God
I am supported by my family
I’m eager
I will never give up!
just go ahead!
Go ahead!
Go ahead!
I will not stop
never!
never
never!
***
...goodbye, cowardice
Rising
I gave you my heart
i wanted to give you everything and more
but those weren't your plans
i once saw that "a man says "the last thing i want to do is hurt you" but it's still on the list huh? "
i guess I didn't want to believe it.
because i still continued to fall deeper in love with you.
every conversation
every message
every glance
i felt myself fall for you more
i was just digging a deeper hole for myself
so when you decided you were done
you gave back my heart but it was in a million pieces.
My heart will never be the same, it's true.
i had to crawl my way out of that hole
everything bruised and scarred
but from these scars you left on my heart i grow
i learn.
i guard my heart.
and every look at you is a memory of what i was willing to do for love for you, and it only makes me think, that I'll give my love to someone who deserves it.
Im stronger
i wont fall for a player
You were the fire in my heart that burned it to ashes.
but like a pheonix
i
rise
from
the
ashes
Warmth Awaits
In the quiet of the snow
tears are stiff and frozen
no longer bleeding down her face.
In the quiet of the snow
her painful secrets now exposed
and the conditions of your love revealed.
In the quiet of the snow
you left her all alone
the heavy flakes now resting on her shoulders.
In the quiet of the snow
she learns to stand on her own.
A world of warmth awaits her.
In the quiet of the snow
your tiny world caves in
weighed down by fairytales and shame.
In the quiet of the snow
her passion stokes the fire
illuminating the revolution within our reach.
Self Reflection
I
am no saint.
But my sins destroy me.
I
have done wrong.
But my rights are selfless.
I
am not perfect.
But my judgement is withheld.
I
walk a fine line.
Between moral righteousness
and self-hatred.
I
define
and redefine
myself.
I
burn that which no longer serves me.
Onewards, upwards
Through a spiral of ashes.