PHOENIX I
I set myself aflame to purge myself of sin
The fire sears me deep beneath my leper's skin
Yet cannot heal the scars that bleed the heart within
I seek for peace of mind to still my sorrow's din
Alone I've wandered years a Cain of restless path
Blind from acid tears beset by storms of wrath
But neither miles or time can my missteps rescind
The faith of Job is lost drowned in scalding rain
The ghosts of dreams abound of rape by folly slain
They weep and shriek for grace but rot forsaken in their graves
The shame of failure galls the spirit shrinks and twists
As hope of living palls and perseverance proves a bitch
Still I travel on refusing to give in
With strength of will near gone I find my inward wind
Though an orphan scorned by luck I am of phoenix grain
However oft I fall to dust from blaze of bones I rise again
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is intended for all who struggle/have struggled with life and the question of their existence and its often seemingly elusive purpose. I hope it lends all who read it renewed conviction of self-worth confidence and perseverance.
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WELCOME BH ~ Thanks for an excellent first poem. Love the structure one continuous stanza fo rhyming couplets (my fave) ~ easy to read and recite. The subject ~ the daily struggle for life and seeking its meaning is something most of us can relate to ! Love the thought of rising from defeat and despair like a Phoenix reborn. For all Englishmen it is an apt reassurance following the recent events regarding the EU and The European Cup ! Thanks for caring and sharing ~ Yours BRIAN.
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