A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.


87. Phoenix on a window

‘Tis a majestic bird of sun and fire,

Burning, bright and blinding, of pure white light,

Its divine image deep into my soul,

It shines upon me, never taking flight

But in my eyes soaring ever higher,

Making me once again complete and whole.

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