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Phoenix Eternal

F?ire........ Every month around the same time ...... I don't know what happens to me..let alone why.... it's just like something takes over my mind...... Feeln a thirst unquenchable....an itch unreachable...... my feeling drained thirsty for..... But, Dam why was I so unsure.... And yes I admit that I heard this before, you just wait till you get older, you’ll R?emember, I told you this before .........Coming to the conclusion that only one being can release me from the yearning that I myself can't tame....Phoenix has taken control of my brain???? ........ this is the moment in ur life u realize that, you're P?hoenix is E?ternally D?eflected…… ????my mental is hungry .... Full moon?? zoning ....... Just to stare at it eases my mind.... the feel of I’m yours, and you are mine ?? and u r mind......no typo......no myth or fairy tales can prepare u for the burning of flames within. Screaming mirror mirror please let me In..Cant deal with the desires....... and all the time that I can't wait to spend.... no games played u r my beginning and my end... till death do us part.....no lie.....to be and feel love......From the only one on earth that can provide u with that fulfillment .......REAL **** CONSIDER THIS FEELING REAL BLISS......... …….you might find that his image hid some true fire in his heart, if the mirror lets you in….

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Date: 6/4/2018 10:05:00 AM
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Donna Ahsinger
Date: 6/5/2018 12:33:00 AM
Thank you for your comment, I was surprised some one understood it. I like your poem too, I don't know if I really can explain it but I feel and relate to the emotions of the relationship. We seem to questions our own selves.....is this really true?? We want it to so bad. Then sometimes it is and we can't believe it and then sometimes it isn't and we are more than broken hearted, at least that's what happened to me...I hope that didn't happen to you. Keep up your writing.

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