Friday, August 20, 2010


I touched the ashes,
They were colder than ice.
I put them against my hand,
Biting back a forgotten sigh.
Yet the ashes were warmer
Than my ice-cold heart!
Forgotten thoughts poured in,
They could still tear me apart!
Carelessly I gathered the ashes,
And threw them back to the wind,
But they came rushing to back to me,
Laughing, mocking at me.
I was beaten once again!
Ashes could cause so much pain
And the coldness in my heart remained.
Will they come mocking at me again
If I throw them to the WIND??

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