From the ashes

Yes! consume me, fill me with misery and spit me back to savour pain's kiss.
Yes! let you have i wander freely to rip that sanity .
Strength of a daffodil I have under a gust of wind.
Here I vow even in ebony will not let you be glorious.
Here I vow will arise from the ashes like a magnificent Phoenix. 

Looking both ways

I stop here in the middle,

It is time to leave again,

It is time to grow yet once again.

Sadness, tears and sense of losing engulf me.

I stop here in the middle,

I beg of you to forget me not,

I beg of you to leave me not,

And sadness, tears and sense of losing engulf me again.

I stop here in the middle,

Looking both ways,

wanting to leave yet hard to go,

Shall I begin? 

I think so.

God willing I will come back because I am always looking both ways.