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Phoenix's coma

Florin Dragos Minculescu 1978 (România)

Free verse

It looks like,
Blood is warming just minds,
And thought is bruising The Soul.
Nails are clenching us,
And air scratches the lungs.

It looks like,
We've gotten on misleading.
Our way of flying,
Is leading to a fallen star.
The Virgo is violently stretched.

It looks like,
Burns spread to organs,
Breath smells of brimstone.
A cold light shines through the eyes
And colors get nuances of gray.
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Written on January 20, 2022

Submitted by d.minculescu on January 20, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme Axxxx Abbxx Axxxx
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 395
Words 86
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 5, 5, 5
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Florin Dragos Minculescu

Once upon the time I had a friend and his name was Me. I and Me were indissoluble friends, he was I' s world. One day, Me decided to go in search of self and at one point disappeared. I is better now without him. Me was anxious, scared and had a lot of wishes and opinions about everything. Now, that Me is gone, I has discovered a peace that it didn't know it existed. more…

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