Lost in a dark, winding alley
Deaf of wailing dreams deferred
Blinded by love unworthy
Fooled by evanescent glory-
Oh yes, life's bloated with futile wars!
By her choices she was defined
Beware! She's no empty can
From the ashes she ascended
She's a warrior-
the dainty phoenix.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem