When your scars all fade, and memories waver past.
What will you have then?

When the many woes are washed away at last.
What will you have then?

When the only one you ever loved shall pass.
What will you have then?

Down came the angels and fairies,

How will you show people you lived and laughed and thrived?

With a beast unleashing in my eyes,
(I said-)

When the sun stops shining, and the moon glows no more;
between dusk and dawn where time lies frozen, to atone.
Where the withered rose in Belle’s hand is shewn.

(I said-)

I’ll rise, I’ll rise.
I will have me;
Ana, the self, the being.

© achillesheelpoetry, 2020


In times of doubt and confusion, it symbolizes strength, transformation and renewal. For only from the ashes of who we were, can we rise up to become who we’re to be.


17 thoughts on “Phoenix

  1. Fantastic questions that are thought provoking followed by a beautiful answer that makes one smile. Every bit of it is beautiful (:

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