Category:Β Poetry


“Mastering the art of clawing

Your way out of ashes and dust

Once again you were ready to face

Flames that were mocking the gust

 

There was persistence but

No longer a yearning for rain

Flames shaped something new

Something worth the struggle and pain

 

It was a plight but it had

A beauty that was priceless

Because with every single burn

You came out stronger and fearless”


Β©sakshi~the escapist, 2017


 

Daily prompt:Β Priceless

Image: Courtesy ofΒ Pixabay

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