On Wings of Fire

Trailing smoke above my back
A soul with the spunk the people attack
Passion, grace, love and desire
The mystical powers of The Fire

Half-black heart, but pumping still
One wrong move, and die, it will
Soot-stained and driven through by lava
Burned it might be, but useful for ever—

Chained within, while beating fast
Encased within a spirit that’ll last
Body ablaze, with feathers of vermillion
Certain that it has an age of a zillion

Eyes of gold, with an iris of red
It rarely is seen, yet light is shed

A tongue of fire, and a beak so gold
Multilingual; universally leaving marks not cold

Beneath a stone flew the phoenix
Hesitance, strength, emotions mixed
Water is nothing against its claws
Smoke on water is not a loss

Directing itself upward
The bird moves on guard
Sharp-tip feathers of fire
Secreting just a signal of ire

Torch-like head, an orange crown
Neither showing a smile nor a frown
From magma to lava, shooting breaths of fire
Even Curiosity would dare not inquire

Tail-feathers, luminescent and bright
Even Ardor portrayed some fright

But as the heart turns very dark
The incessant breeze would not be a lark
For ash it’ll be, and inevitably dead
Rebirth, revelation, apocalypse wed

Rebirth, recovery, standing up after falling
Burning leaves of autumn should always be back on top glowing

The Order of Multiples of Three

All a-singe, hearts like fire
Pierced by arrows of intense desire
Blood dancing inside my fingertips,
My abstruse emotions, it incessantly rips.

Caged by doll-like body and medieval armor
Escaping with desire and ardor
Spirits within are floating outwards
Leaping, meeting—leopards.

Badly wounded and bruised
The marks of kisses when love, we cruised
Greatly intrigued, and our spirits freed
Disappearance and division, we need indeed.

Oh, how sad; how bad my shivering, frozen voice
Steadfastly pond’ring a perfect choice
Like poles we repel, although I try
Now desolate, I cry.

All a-singe, hearts like fire
Pierced by arrows of intense desire
Blood dancing inside my fingertips,
My abstruse emotions, it incessantly rips.