The 500 Days of Phoenix pt.2

Posted: November 26, 2012 in Poetry
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Her fire burns a mesmerizing blue flame

Everyone is different yet somehow the same

For me this blue is a passion

A sadness

An incinerating heat free from social impurities

It exposes weak excuses and denounces false liberties

Supplicating servants and denying devotees

Leaving prayers unanswered

And the jaded wandering

In a wilderness of madness

Where the promised land is seen

But never achieved

The curse of Moses that began as a dream

In symbols recording all that is witnessed

I contemplate sewing shut my eyes

I sometimes surrender completely

And kneel down to pray

But those are the times that I am unable to cry

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