Once every
five-hundred years
the phoenix
shall
rise
From the ashes
To seize
the sadness
and despair
The legend will
create the holy fire
And burn itself
as the soul
sets
ablaze
The fire cracking
and howling
The eyes bursts to
flames
Its heart burns to
ashes
Leaving piles
of ash
and ember
Moments later
the remains
lit
with
scorching fires
The phoenix
arises again
with
valiance
and valor
Prettier than
any creature
And pierces
through
the sky
Sharp
as
a lance
With
beauty
might
and power
Shall return
as
the
task
is
done
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Aviary of Poems
PoetryA collection of Bird Land poems written by the bird lovers. From splendid bluebirds to magnificent falcons, the bird poems are waiting to be read, in its little nest. Do not expect regular updates from this. Doodled by KaguChantheBird Collaboration...
