The fire opened its mouth,
To all sides, north and south.
Swallowing and savoring,
Dangerouly destructing.
It devoured every detail,
From head to tail.
But who thought that after the great crash,
A Phoenix would rise from the ash.
Sharon Mathew
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Feather Quill
PoetryHighest rank #25 in Poetry #1 in Poetess #1 in Revolting #3 in Motivational What is poetry? "The Crown of literature is poetry" - W Somerset Maugham It's letting out your spirit.. Giving them the wings of words and let...
