Charcoal When you read my poems you dig out coals from the ground that can burn in air along with an awning of your sweet little home you safely hid within you. you want to know my origin story how a dead carcass returned to life What if I tell you I was always there as new as the first metaphor of a poem, you confused my core with residue. But I've forgiven you they say I'm your carbon copy found in underground seams where you breathed last and later abandoned me See what they have done to me have you seen smoke billowing from the buildings it's a debris removed from my airways to fuel inspiration and the industry A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Fizza Abbas Bio Fizza Abbas is a Freelance Content Writer based in Karachi, Pakistan. She is fond of poetry and music. Her works have been published on quite a few platforms including Poetry Village and Poetry Pacific.
I enjoyed reading this poem of rebirth.
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