Poems to the Ocean

I would rather be ::: the beholder of beauty ::: than the beautiful

transcendence

June 29, 2010 at 8:05 am · Filed under poetry and tagged: , ,

My friend, she asked
How heals your broken heart?

My friend, I replied
I have visited the depths of my grief

And the shadows of my own
Insanity

And I rise now
From these ashes

Immersed
In flames

3 Comments»

  Jingle wrote @ June 29, 2010 at 8:51 am

awesome words…

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  splashofexpression wrote @ June 29, 2010 at 10:23 am

Sometimes being reborn is the only method of survival. Another great piece.

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  Dani H wrote @ July 3, 2010 at 11:58 pm

and as the Phoenix is reborn
through flame, from ash
your heart will be
made whole again

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