Phoenix

Phoenix

A Poem by wickedcharm

Green eyes bore into me,


Skin burned like a phoenix rising,


Flames as hair simulating feathers


And soft lips that were mourning.


Indian girl married since her childhood,


Rebel without a cause, silenced by tradition


Growing up in complete abandon


Rest the soul of the lost ambition.


Hope was long ago gone,


Chastised by elders her wings were thrown to the ashes,


And all that was left


Were empty and broken hope glasses.


Silence the woman with a binding contract,


You were never born to be free,


Honor your father and cherish your mother,


But as a woman you shall never live.


Between the ruins of Athens you will walk like a goddess,


When everything that is left is earth and dust,


And you will be reborn my lovely Phoenix, in your honeymoon,


From the remains of your husband’s blood and bones. 

© 2015 wickedcharm


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wickedcharm
Based on a book I liked :3

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Added on July 3, 2015
Last Updated on July 3, 2015
Tags: green eyes, eyes, indian, girl, phoneix, poetry, english, supernatural, goddess, angel, broken, young, love, marriage, tradition, harsh

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wickedcharm
wickedcharm

Spain



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I am a very amateur writer, and English is not my mother tongue, since I am spanish. I like to write poetry but I also manage to write short stories. more..

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