A Collection of Poetry

Monday, July 22, 2013

Phoenix III

I felt alone that day
frozen in a way
like everyone could see
everyone else but me
 
I felt like rain feels
when it bounces of your heels
whilst wandering through statues
on a thought that evil imbues
 
I felt like the Phoenix again
lost in a world of men
Never finding my way home
trapped in a world in which I must roam
 
1997

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