Rising from the ashes...




For every second seemed so still
I forlorned a marvel divine
For every night with a wet eye
The glimse of dismay was mine...

I was bestowed with eternal shine
And leapt through a raging war
Inside outside both were jostled
Heart cried to the tunes of sitar...

Pride rose to a new height
Wisdom took its final seat
But where was that love missing
Memories were torn like a meat..

Flesh bore the burnt of a sun
Feelings were truly obnoxious
Strength I had it all
It was easy to be pretentious...

It takes no time to change
It takes no guts to fall
But to rise from ashes is said
Is the biggest kind of uphaul...

The game one of its kind
I played a fair chance
Rickety feet and twisty tongue
Emerged as a winner with no plans..

Energy I could feel within
Soul was clenched upright
It was precarious to shoot
The fist was too tight...

All is well that ends well
The story was quite predictable
Life's always been a lesson
Quest for happiness has been insatiable...

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  1. Stumbled over this blog using Next Blog>>. Impressive, can be improved up on grammar though.
    “Our passion are the true phoenixes; when the old one is burnt out, a new one rises from its ashes.” - Wolfgang

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