Now, even the illusions are gone…
Have I restored my sanity?
If that is so, —I do not desire it!
Sanity—Reality.
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I pick up the phoenix features... wonderful expression. Loved this poem dear poetess. Full marks
One of many beautiful images from this work is when you said you use feather of pheonix to reconstruct your wings...that just beautifully expressed, loved it! .
my mind regenerates, invigorates with every word you write a slave to your phoenix and A fool for the love of your poetry I can no longer write my dull ones after reading yours 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Lovely poem. Catastrophes may happen in our lives any time. We need to rise from our ashes like phoenix.