Hope a phoneix

Horrendous stories :- I just came across it and well It drove me mad. Just penned down the poem in those moments.

Hope a Phoenix

Hope a phoenix

But how does it rise from the ashes?

How does it withstand the satanic vehement attacks on it?

How does one keep the ring of fire blowing and turning?

Twisting to start a new cycle,

As humanity sheds its skin,

As silent hapless tears run down those eyes?

Eyes that have now been castrated of their innocence,

As blood rots at our feet,

Staining the path to revival of hope

Blood drained by filthy demonic spirits that slither amongst us

And we know not of the world racing in their veins,

 Stewing vigorously, plotting its next quest for inhuman unanimalistic pleasure,

We have no spear to penetrate those blankets of camouflage,

Tides of pain choke the nerves, wrecking havoc, and stilling life

How does one send those cacodemons into nothingness?

Make them spit blood, and churn them in their world into ashes,

Before they could stew to bleed humanity again,

How does hope take form of a phoenix for those eyes?

How does one stop the ring of fire from extinguishing?

Extinguishing before the phoenix rises from the ashes,

And engulfing humanity in its serene cocoon.

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2 thoughts on “Hope a phoneix

  1. teacher now it seems you are the same pranita.see i know i myself once told you to not leave that kids.
    i still say so.but the world want money,fame,respect etc. etc.so if you have a chance of getting better job and salary you also should try that ok?warna mera jaise ho jayega.
    tumare poem me kabhi kabhi word ‘poison’ aata hai.are tum koi buri baat math sochna ok?


  2. illusion ho ya na ho jab vo ladki ek din college nahi aaya to mujhe kuch ajeeb sa lagta tha 😦


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