Recovery

The child stretches out his healed wings
As a bird of sky, shouldn’t be Earth-bound

He feels the wind again striking his face
Rejoices in wholeness; without rebound

What he didn’t know then was, no matter
How beautiful a rose is, it still has thorns

So he begins again, seeking pastures new
Leaving behind all them deceitful dawns

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False Dawn

So he sits in rain to drown in his thoughts
His heart is filled, with doubt and despair

He questions his rebirth, his perfect wings
Asking himself, ‘why his flight had faltered​?’

She was the wind to his mighty ailerons
And he’d blister his fire, all over her sky

The oceans screamed, upon their meeting
The sun shined brighter yet moon was shy

For certain, their love was unparalleled
But maybe it was just another false dawn

He no longer loves her, or maybe he does
For love is so short, forgetting is so long

The Fall

He crashed onto the surface of earth
As his queen had left to his surprise

His flame waning, his valor was bruised
His wings torn by the fall from the skies

He wasn’t hurting, but numb through pain
Lying there in dust, broken and helpless

Though he must find shelter and revive
That he must find a way out of this mess

The child has now once flown in sky
And he surely knows the might of flight

He longs to return, to be one with wind
To rise above ground, beyond this plight

Queen

When born again of fire; ascended
He flew with passion and desire

In the midst of clouds, he found her
Like a revelation, as birds conspire

She was peace, a rose, the wine
Her heart; warm, unable to hate

For she was like a summer’s day
Not gloom for him to illuminate

Love urged her to embrace the dark
So she became one with the night

He kneels to her, calls her queen
Unleashing his blaze in all his might

Ascension

One soul filled with despair and remorse;
A beautiful girl, with her dreams broken

Another soul, shattered yet lighthearted;
A boy in love, with his outright devotion.

He sang to her soul his song of freedom,
She craved for him, with her demons dancing

Their love was pristine and unconditional
‘Twas hurting them both, yet complementing.

She was the Phoenix and he was the iron,
But he became steel due to her wild flare

And when she rose from her ashes, anew
She was like wind; everywhere and nowhere.

Rebirth

Child of shadows, once born of flesh
Un-winged, amidst fear and agony

‘Fraid of the lurking and yet to come
Oblivious, to the code of chivalry.

Voids in his desire were unveiled, as
Love taught him; death with dignity.

In desire to be and in wanting to live
His wretched soul began to purge,

As he wept at the beauty of night
He commenced to sing his own dirge,

Then born again of fire; ascended,
Like Phoenix must burn to emerge.