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Poetry by Rowan Evans

Tag: poetic symbolism

  • Finish What You Started – A Poem About Transformation, Shadows, and Rebirth

    Rowan Evans

    Author’s Note

    Some versions of yourself do not disappear quietly.

    Even after you’ve changed, even after you’ve tried to move forward, there are still old names, old mistakes, old selves that follow behind you like shadows.

    This piece came from thinking about transformation—not as a clean rebirth, but as something heavier.

    Something witnessed.

    The ravens in this poem aren’t meant to be enemies. They’re observers. Keepers of memory. Symbols of the parts of ourselves we can’t fully erase, no matter how badly we want to leave them behind.

    And the fire isn’t destruction alone.

    It’s momentum.

    Because sometimes growth doesn’t happen when you escape the past.

    Sometimes it happens when you finally walk through it.

    — Rowan Evans

    Figure walking through burning temple ruins beneath watching ravens
    The only way out is through.

    Finish What You Started
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    Strike the match
    and light the flame—

    watch the past
    decay and end.

    I walk through temples
    while the ravens watch me.

    I feel their eyes upon me,
    following—

    every movement
    traced.

    They tally every sin I’ve carried,
    every name I’ve buried,
    every version of myself
    I tried to outgrow.

    They know the weight
    I drag behind me,
    the shadows I pretend
    I’ve already outrun.

    The flame behind me grows,
    licking at the stone,
    urging me forward—

    a reminder
    that the only way out
    is through.

    The ravens
    do not warn me back.

    They only tilt their heads,
    as if to say—

    go on…

    finish
    what you started.

    Journey into the Hexverse…

    Previous:
    [The Shadow and the Spark]
    A psychologically charged free verse poem using Mortal Kombat imagery to explore anxiety, depression, identity, and the realization that survival matters more than victory.

    [East Knows My Name]
    A deeply introspective poem about emotional displacement, cultural disconnect, and feeling spiritually drawn toward a place far from where you were born.

    [Out of Sync]
    A reflective free verse poem about emotional displacement, shifting sleep cycles, and feeling spiritually drawn toward another side of the world.

    Upcoming:
    [Altars and Roses]
    A gothic free verse poem about poetic identity, recurring symbolism, devotion, and the quiet humanity beneath dramatic imagery.

    If you’re interested in more poetry, you can find it here → [The Library of Ashes]

  • Beautiful Little Cobra – A Poem of Fierce Love and Self-Defense by Rowan Evans

    Rowan Evans

    Author’s Note

    “Some people flinch when they see fangs. I lean in.”

    This poem is for those who defend themselves fiercely —
    and for the ones who find beauty in that strength.

    Illustration of a cobra rising from black roses, symbolizing beauty, danger, and defiance.
    “Some people flinch when they see fangs. I lean in.” — Rowan Evans

    Beautiful Little Cobra
    Poetry by Rowan Evans

    You started spitting venom again,
    and I leaned in—
    and you said
    it was the same as before,
    so I confessed,
    it made me want you more.
    And you teased,
    my preferences are weird.
    But I know,
    baby, I know…
    I can’t help it,
    when it comes to matters of the heart.

    Yeah, you started spitting venom,
    and I knew it wasn’t directed at me,
    so I leaned in again.
    I tried to feel it,
    let the venom kiss my skin.
    It felt like a little win,
    or maybe I just love the way you sin.
    It was the way you said you hate him,
    and the death you wished upon—
    Like a beautiful little cobra.

    It makes me want you more
    the way your fury glows.
    So I moved closer,
    just to feel the heat…
    your flames.
    You said it like a warning—
    but it doesn’t scare me—
    the way it keeps me warm.

    I love the way you
    refuse to shrink—
    when you stand a little taller.
    Tell me, where’d you get it from—
    this fire?
    I’ll be honest though,
    it doesn’t really matter to me.
    I’ve always been attracted to danger.

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    I just love how you spit that venom.
    You beautiful little cobra.
    The way you’re so willing,
    always willing to defend yourself.
    Too smart to fall for the bullshit,
    and I love that about you.
    It tells me, you’ll put me in my place,
    if it were needed.

    But I promise, with me—
    it’ll never be needed.
    Because I love you, truly—
    like a beautiful little cobra.

    Unsent Letters to My Muse

    Where the Ocean Dreams & Where the Dream Took Us
    “Two dreams, two nights, one heart. Where the Ocean Dreams explores tender longing and emotional trust, while Where the Dream Took Us dives into desire, intimacy, and devotion. A double-feature of dream-inspired poetry by Rowan Evans.”

    Perfectly Imperfect: A Poem About Loving Someone as They Are
    Perfection isn’t the absence of flaws — it’s recognizing the beauty that thrives alongside them. This poem celebrates those who have been told they’re ‘too much’ or ‘not enough,’ reminding them they are loved exactly as they are.

    The Prayer of Two Tongues | Bilingual Love Poem in English & Tagalog
    A bilingual love poem written in both English and Tagalog, “The Prayer of Two Tongues” explores intimacy, distance, and devotion across language and longing. Inspired by my muse, this piece weaves prayer and poetry into a bridge between hearts.