OVER COMING PHOENIX THEORY

last poem , may be

hopeless, drained and lost
Days spent pleading
Days spent crying
Days spent hoping
Sunrise meant more empty days
Sunsets meant reminder of empty days
What is there to do when the path has vanished?
Return to the beginning?
But what if the beginning was ashes
No longer felt Inspired by the chance of Phoenix theory
A theory that stated that new shall rise from the ashes of old
For inspiration from an even greater theory had shown it's beacon of guidance
A theory that stated everything has to end
No more starts needed , it was perfect and complete together in the last moments
So what it didn't go on like it was supposed to in that hypothetical world
Anyhow somehow it was lived in those mind made moments
Now walking towards the end
Surrounded by ash
Surrounded by pain
Surrounded by the memories of dying howl
Surrounded by what once was
Cherishing the onset of love
Cherishing that it happened
Cherishing the last I Love you

Just some last choruses left undone
And one amongst them is to listen to that mesmerized voice
That will strike in the ears for forever

And in the last moment it will be all perfect beautiful and done
And then a boom
It was all fire works ,
As I had said.