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Phoenix Girl Poem
She made a little house,
Deep in a vast valley,
Surrounded by blooming flowers
And fluttering butterflies.
She lay on the silky green meadow,
Immersed in the gentle harmony of silence.
A soothing breeze brushed past,
Playing with her locks and flipping them into a messy knot.
All of a sudden, a loud voice echoed,
Shuddering, her eyes scanned the surroundings,
Seeking the cause of ear-splitting voices echoing around her like a thunderstorm.
Her eyes could find nothing—
Only the loud hissing of different voices,
Shadows looming over her little body,
Threatening to extinguish the little light of hope.
Petrified, she shut her eyes tight,
Covering her ears with her small fingers.
After a span that felt endless,
She finally opened her eyes.
Her eyes searched for her remnants,
Her voice strove for her merry laugh,
Her mind sought to recall her memories,
Her heart yearned to love and to be loved.
Only darkness, heavier than a shroud of mist,
Surrounded her, shackled by a hollow chain.
At last, she ceased her antics, wearily smiling at the fading light within her..!
Copyright © Phoenix Girl | Year Posted 2024
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Phoenix Girl Poem
I waited and waited..
to be free from the grip
of despair's darkened hands,
to step away from its shadow.
All I longed for was a plain land to rest,
a break from the endless drama,
to listen to the soft melody of the quiet breeze...
At last, I found my refuge.
Far from the choking darkness,
where I could truly be myself,
where my eyes could behold
the world's vibrant colors.
I called it my home...
But it was just a sweet dream,
a place I could only visit for a little while.
For it found me again—grip tightening,
blood flowing from an open wound,
dragging me back into the shadowed keep.
The heart that once stirred to life began to falter,
its rhythm fading slowly... to nothingness."
Copyright © Phoenix Girl | Year Posted 2024
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