white ashes - The Poetry Shelter

" Give me new Phoenix wings to fly at my Desire " John Keats

white ashes

My English Poems

white ashes

white ashes remain

of the once bright burning autumn fires

voices echoing unheard

into the darkness

each dying year

casts a shadow a warning

here time has a limit

here will be a end

there' s a star that will shine

there' s a light in the darkness

there is hope for us all

for the ones left behind