2-FIRE
The fire is burning in the forest of mind,
The black smoke is creating suffocation,
Lava is flowing from the eyes
Tongue is shivering,
All dreams have burnt,
Bright memories have became black,
I am crying and crying,
I became ash
Shall I raise like phoenix.
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Poem reeks of destruction of life with only hope a life preserver