Phoenix Poems - Poems about Phoenix

I watched as the city burned in flames, a phoenix consuming its wings in flight, the streets transforming into rivers of fire, spirits freed from the cage of time, politicians arrive like sorcerers, claiming they can tame the wind with words, proclaiming promises that dissipate, leaves of a season of forgetfulness, their echo is a dried-up spring of hopes,...

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They locked her in a box of gold, with chains that shimmered, stories told. "Stay pretty,  still–don't ask for more, The fire in you? Just folklore". she smiled like myths were make–believe, But hid a flame beneath her sleeve. each breath she took was kindling slow, A furnace marked in ash and glow. The saw her feathers, red and bright, But...

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When we say goodbye, Time will not stand still. Life moves on as it always has, Forsaking my own will. Don’t try to feel sad— I’ll know it’s all a lie. You didn’t love me while alive; Don’t pretend to care when I die. I was a burden to so many, In my youth and old age. I’d rather go out quietly Than force a false...

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Bruised and battered, I still remain. Each scar a tale of silent pain. Two years of hell, I walked alone, A fractured heart, a broken bone. They never saw, they never knew, The storms I fought, the nights I blew. Yet from the rubble, I now arise, A...

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in mode embrace, release, then pause we review lust versus God’s laws with love being the litmus test our soul’s light revealed, when heart thaws nestled deep within our heart’s nest breath by breath we are by God blessed wherein all we do is renew throb of magnetism, whilst at rest rapture rises, each hue is new nectar drips, fresh like mountain dew God’s...

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Love is a phoenix, Barbarously burning, Longing and yearning, Mysterious mystics. To love is to die And rise once more From the ashes to sing the lore Of love, until the blood gets dry. Love is velvety and richly red, Its silky stains stay sincere, Tragic turmoil it may appear, Miraculously Maroon love's words bled Just like the wings that phoenix shed. Love...

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To rise from the ashes is a true definition of you Your spirit and mind will be refreshing and new To give off a vibration that will set things apart Is the definition of a winner that's running the race from the start Your essence of touch will turn darkness to light Your voice will be thunderous, and it...

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Walking on Egg Shells Each step, a fragile whisper, Cracking beneath the weight of your gaze, I tread lightly through the shards of us, Every word a potential storm, Every silence, a noose tightening. You wore charm like armor, A smile that could disarm a heart, Yet behind it, shadows danced, Manipulation dripped like honey, Sweet but thick with poison. I learned to read your moods, A...

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Like the dead fossils of the once tyrannic dinosaurs laid bare into the diminishing soils of the earth, is what the aging world appears to seem like, the battle for survival pride and honour from the unforgiving climate changes in the vast savanna amongst living creatures to the vast cities, towns, villages etc of we...

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Beginnings are tough, But its light to the heart. For it has overcome much rust, And has been left with just the crust. Lost but never found, The heart so intricate, It searches each crook. Certainly no bound, That it stops with its nook. Unstable minds, Irrelevant buds, Golden age of laden, of confusion And new bones arising. The last one grew some heart bones, Are you too here...

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Say it to fear, That I've shaken off his grasp His lies no longer hold me captive His smiles, a facade that will soon pass Now, a phoenix I am Transformed from the ashes of my past The scent of smoke and ash still lingers I rise, unshackled from the chains that bound With the new mended wings, my spirit is found Through the...

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The firebugs are mesmerized as the City of Angels burns, but like the Phoenix rose in flight, Los Angeles soon will arise and lift us high again....

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Love is a soft and sweet triumph. And triumph fills our every breath. When we drink at the shore of Leth Love's memory will not depart Its passion fills the depth and breadth; Sweet triumph of love's passion. ...

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You can kill a people But can never kill an idea From embers of the fallen, a new hope shall ascend And a thousand times if it must. ...

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trailing her fingers through the crystal water momentarily leaving a disturbance soon to return to a calm mirror believing woman’s love to be brief driven mad by the longing and grief water momentarily return woman’s longing ...

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