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Phoenix ChildShow poetry

I write what I feel.I can't make myself pick up a pen, but I run for it when I have something to say. I don't believe in voicing my feelings,because the words never come out the way I mean if it is not a poem I wrote.
My poems have no style, not one I can see, but they carry all that is in me with them.

One of the most influential poems I've ever read is "Divine Comedy" by Dante Alighieri, I find the circles of hell fascinating. When I was little my sister wrote faerie tales about hell, with four different types of hell, type specific monsters and the types of hell on a different planet. Ever since I heard my sister's first tale I've been interested in the concept of hell and it's many representations.

My Poetry

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  • I hide in the night,
    My ethereal, black cloak,
    38 lines, March 26
  • Thou shalt not give truth to the vision before thy eye,
    Thou shalt not give trust to the word whispered in thy ear,
    15 lines, April 11, 2007
  • The deceiver lives withing the world of doubts,
    Spinning great tales pleasing to the mind,
    29 lines, 1 comment, January 15, 2007. In Personal, Dark, Thoughts
  • The smoke fills me with a sense of peace,
    Swirling up into the night sky,
    25 lines, December 11, 2006. In Personal, Dark, Weird, Other

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