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by Tony May 30, 2018
Life, society /
Amidst the darkest ashes grow
The strongest of the seeds
And deep within my chest there beats
Wings as my Phoenix sings
My body is the kindling
To nourish this new life
And from the ashes we will rise
And flourish in this strife
Tears of steam and blood that boils
My Phoenix fans the flames
Till all is dust and dirt and ash
And nothing but black remains
But as I said the strongest grow
In the darkest of environs
And here I stand with pen in hand
Basking in new horizons
by - Mr. Darcy
I must say, this is superb. The meter and rhyme sound so good when read aloud.
I really must read more of your work. :)
Well done Tony! Loved your thoughts here and well rhymed throughout!
Thank you Brenda, and again for the nomination.
by Milly Hayward
An excellent piece dark but dramatic with great metaphors a captivating read. Milly x
Thanks Milly, I heard the first two lines a lot growing up in one form or another, "the darkest nights make the brightest stars" and such.
by Meena Krish
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