11 | ashes

// ashes, what's ashes? Maybe when something burns deeply, it turns around as ashes. Surprisingly you know then, you're having ashes everyday. When the volcano violently ejects the eruption of dark spots in your life, only remain the clouds of ashes. Smokes to cover your eyes, momentarily to make you blind. And each day the deadliest catch of the past, turning as ashes, your past love is turning as ashes, your actions are ashes; only making you reliable for decay. Can you hear the turning of ashes? Each day, the ashes circulate around the globe; creating an enigma of a never-ending journey. Phoenix rose from ashes, maybe you're phoenix too. Or maybe you're just a mortal being, who's trying hard to escape the blanket of smokes; maybe this time you've to fly in the waves of fuming carpet or just stay lost. //

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