You offered me the
ashes of your love
for it was all
that was left of you.
I took it with open arms,
and like the mythical
Phoenix you rose
from it.
You were healed.
You were renewed.
But, you set me
ablaze in the depths
of Underworld.
You left me there.
You left all
that is left of me.
YOU ARE READING
The Breathing Poems
PoetryWhen I cannot speak, I cannot be mad, when I cannot share the happiness, all I have to do is to write the breathing poems.
