the first one to wake
the crown rises upon
with knowedge of nothing and no one
bleak and barren
or perhaps too full
perhaps those eyes
heavy falling with fatigue
what is that feeling
nothing
yet the world
the first one to wake
it is he who wears the crown
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The phoenix is a songbird
PoetryThese are my favourite poems from my book The phoenix is a song bird, they are split into three sections with the overall theme "rising from the ashes" Im posting them here to see peoples reactions and gain some feedback before I attempt publishing...
