The Phoenix

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The Phoenix

Heart ache,
when worlds collide,
walls surround,

quickening darkness consumes;
even shining love,
is seemingly snuffed out,

all is lost,
tears flowing,
nothing left,

wanting of total destruction,
as there is now just a hole,
left where the heart was,

air filled with smoke,
everything tastes of ash,
I embrace all,

allowing what was once my heart,
to fill with all that darkness,
and one little spark,

the love that once was,
hangs on the balance,
forever to be snuffed out,

or rekindled,
flaming red hot,
being reborn as a phoenix would,

pounds against the walls,
throwing myself as hard as possible,
time after time,

nothing left,
crumbling to my cage,
lost.

pounding against the walls,
questions being asked,
walls begin to crumble,

finally light returns,
will it be enough,
can the phoenix rise again?

behind the light is a face,
such love,
is the love still there for me,

after being gone for so long,
aimlessly adrift on the seas of contempt,
lost to the most important people,

the light shines the way,
is it the way home,
or will the darkness prevail.

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Meldarth’s Poems (29)

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Patience and Duck Tape. 0
The Cage and Madness of Darkness 0
Darkness Rises 0
Some day 1
Fate 0
A New Day part II 0
A new day 0
Illusion of Alone 2
Echoes of Future Past 0
Wise words; or a foolish dream 4
A talk with Life 0
Dreams of Life 0
Life 1
Atlas holding my World 1
Voyage of Dreams 0
Capturing of a moment. 1
Here we go 1
Blink of Time 2
Feeling of Tears 2
The Pain of Truth 17
A Summer's Day 33
World of a 2 year old 8
Dream a little Dream 5
Light of Hope 1
Hollow Nights 2
Childhood 1
The Phoenix 1
The Night 1
Fields of Gold 1