Flight of the Phoenix:
A poem
By ~Fawkes~


I lift my wings and push with my might,
The wind whistling through the my fiery wings,
I soar through the air a magical flight,
A fire ignites behind me making the air cackle with pain,
I am not but a phoenix, just glory and flame.
People point and say 'Oh what a prize!'
To try and capture with no luck.
I can not be captured, I go with who I like,
The ones with a fire and not one soul desire.
For fire does not just linger on just one soul
It roams free and roves all the worlds,
For just the entire love of the air.

A/N: I know it's okay it all just weird but hey I like those kinds of poems. Well R/R please Ciao!!