Heart. And Soul.

The old sights, now in a world so free,

a new perspective is what I see.

My world has changed or is it just me?

Eyes closed or set wide open

There's only one movie in me to run

Memories of You my love, of our moments in the sun!

The dark of the bold beautiful night,

Or the bliss of the bright day's light,

In your shy eyes, they seemed perfectly right. 

A look towards me or just a fleeting chance,

Or wait, was it a stolen glance?
I skipped a beat and my heart did a little dance...

I ask - My dear heart, pray tell me what did you learn?

It says little but tells that now it's its turn
And it's time to let the spark brightly burn!

My love. My soul. For You my heart - my special place.

Sigh! Just the thought of your beautiful face!

The calm gentle ocean that is your grace...

A victorius sign. I wonder, Is it our time?

Celebration of souls in a period so sublime!

A faint whisper I hear - it is time.

                   … I realize, it’s all because your eyes met mine... 

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Your eyes. Darn!

Phoenix

With mountains to climb, it is only in the depths that a person can discover strength, finding the light that shines our inner sun.
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Blow upon blow to my raging chest,
the pushes of the cruel and the unjust,
Blood seething and a heart that would not rest.

A prayer to my unseen force,
Phoenix like poetry amongst relentless prose,
A fury within me, a passion grows.

As the walls of my inscrutable worlds fall
With me refusing to play ball
To the whims of fate, I defy to stand tall.

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I pursued a punch, a jab, a cross.
I threw myself and everything else my soul could toss
Burn I would rather than be termed destiny's loss.

Is it my spirit or my back that they would break first?
Tears blood and dust,
What would it take to stop this cruel lust?

Time fleeting and having nothing to pawn.
Murmers of that the night getting darker, the light now gone.
Whatever hope within, I await my invincible dawn.

Blow on blow whilst I'm bound
I could but feel my unknown spirits around.

My bloody shackles, finally, dropped to the ground...

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Dedicated to all who stand up and walk again. And again. And again.

May the phoenix be with you!