It’s silent once again
There is no sound,
The noise breaks me
As I fall to the ground.
Whispers that curse
Shadows that appear,
They’re not tricking me
As my mind is clear.
I’m standing strong
Rising from the ashes
The flames are intense
When dark & light clashes.
I’ve walked through hell
Even ruled the throne,
I don’t fear the darkness
When it feels like home.




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23 Responses to Rising

  1. Simon says:

    No fear… Sounds like a rising phoenix! x

    Liked by 4 people

  2. Great like a bird free flying high

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Coyote from Orion says:

    Year of us fire rooster = Phoenix.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Kris says:

    “I donโ€™t fear the darkness
    When it feels like home.” intense words, girl. I get this and hope to see you in the rising.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. simonfalk28 says:

    “I’m standing strong
    Rising from the ashes” I like those lines. Standing your ground, but earthy and real, not a pretence.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Rajiv says:

    Absolutely brilliant, Milady!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. vidur sahdev says:


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  8. I like the ending.

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Mr. Militant Negro says:

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negroโ„ข.


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