Euphoric Death

You killed me

A plucked string

Sounds accorded

You say my name

You speak a spell

Killing a flame

Claws of a vulture

Snap

It was the only way to breathe my last breath

Heart of a raven

Cracked

It was the only way to place my last step

Don’t follow Me into that old forest

There is no room for the magician reversed in my woods

Bravery costed a soul

Would you use your heart if you could

Narcissism is weak

Perception is a lesson

And decisions lay bleak

Here is the moment the chance

Why be afraid to speak

Something to overstand

Phoenix

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A Bit of What Earth Bares

The cake of life is a pillowed frosting

A dewy scent of seashells and moth wings

I let it go and now I get to float with the whales

Yes

My goodness the happiness the Sun brings

Smooth notes

Blessings

Reaped from what was sown

You can’t really fake gold

You can’t truly know

And most surely

Through Me you grow

Just a little bit of the happiness that I show

Grateful

Gratitude is life’s offering

Humans assume

Beings have sight of things

Phoenix

If You Read A Book

You are here now

My waters

wash away

Pain

Let my wind blow you the clarity

Yes my fire’s high

It’s passionate

Winds of whipping flames

My earth nurtures

Every foot print that you leave

Sow your seeds

And they will grow

The most familiar alien

Penned by Keota D Picou

Written by Phoenix

Loved An Angel

Whose wings were green as

The leaves on a magnolia tree

Looks brilliant

Saturated by the light of the sun

And dark waters of The Earth

He tried to kill Her

Necessary fairytale

Here he goes

Another fairy tale

Another fairy tail

As the coin hits

Making him wish he were the

Honest to goodness truth

Ruthless over nothingness

Nothing lives in his heart

Which is why he drains the energy

Around him he looks to find him

Happiness defines him

Adoration drives him to

Pretend kindness

To bite the signs and

He’s still blind

Yes

He’s still a blind mess

But he’s one of the best pretenders

Crushed wax

Broken glass

And if he were brave enough to ask

He would get an answer

If he were man enough to stand

The only heart I’ve known to be

A disaster

Written by Keota D Picou

TRUE KING

I felt you in the sea

I held you in the wet sand

As you washed up behind Me

I looked off into an orange sunset

You smiled back at me

And I knew you were My truth

You were My spiritual reciprocity

As of now

You are my lesson

My blessing

My spiritual King

No one else could touch your strength

No human can dethrone your Royalty

You are my maker

My demon

My angel

My eternity

Phoenix (Keota Picou)