On the brink of redemption,
Ready to fall over the edge in
Anticipation
Of the future.
[ii]
Torrential rain
Defiles the saints
And cleanses the sinners.
[iii]
Like a bird
Caught in mid-flight—:
Drifting into a limbo of
Light and darkness.
[iv]
The phoenix soars, born again,
Only to smolder once more,
Forever more.
[v]
The albatross flies
Alongside the eagle.
Hopeful and forlorn:
They embrace the sky
In a dark, vivid storm
Of passions.
2 comments:
Nice Imagery there!
i love the broken flow of this poem..
this feels like a power peice!!
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