Ash Flower

By Rajalakshmi S

I drew a flower with paper ashes,

That dust resting in my hand.

I didn’t mean to draw

But I felt something in the ashes' touch.

That paper once held my thoughts,

Words I had written from the heart.

I burned it all.

And from the ashes, my sadness rose.

Still, I used the ashes to draw a flower.

It bloomed, soft and silent,

More beautiful than I imagined.

In the end,

My broken thoughts became a flower.

By Rajalakshmi S

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