The Cremation of Your Love

I cremated you
In scorching flames of passion
His blaze a consuming fire
Now only ashes
I have no tears left to cry
The kind wind bears you away

Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Trifiatis Avatar
May 10, 2013 at 9:15 AM
Phoenix, the mythical bird, from its ashes is reborn and so is love! Marvelous verse! Top m.
Manassian Avatar
May 12, 2013 at 12:32 AM
Thank you, my dear poet, for your kind comment. I love hearing from you. I'm honored. Me agapi panda
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May 9, 2013 at 1:08 PM
What starts with getting your fingers burnt soon turns into a bonfire with you don't it lol. I guess we all deal with these things in a different way, A beautifully expressed poem. Anyone reading this could take it as good advice, Truly Agony Aunt material, Take care, Richard
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May 12, 2013 at 12:33 AM
Yup....bonfire it is! ;) Why stop at the fingers...got to get the point across. Richard...Agony Aunt knows what she's doing...trust me! :)
Hicks Avatar
May 9, 2013 at 9:59 AM
I love this!... especially that last line "The kind wind bears you away". My mom always told me that when she dies, she wants to be cremated and then thrown into the ocean, a place that she loved. I know a lot of people do it, but holding onto urns filled with ashes is a bit too disturbing for me... well done on this!
Manassian Avatar
May 12, 2013 at 12:35 AM
Oh Timothy. I want to be cremated as well. It is really frowned on here, but...I can't stand the idea of being in a box being claustrophobic and all...I know I'll be dead, but I'm a free spirit and I'd love to think my ashes are sprinkled somewhere in nature. We'll see! Yea...the urn thing doesn't sit well with me either. Thanks for the visit! :)
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May 9, 2013 at 8:28 AM
Unique creative work..Sad to see a love go up in ashes..Thanks for stopping by..Sara
Manassian Avatar
May 12, 2013 at 12:36 AM
My pleasure, Sara. Yes, sad...but sometimes inevitable. We do what we can to move on. Hugs
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May 9, 2013 at 8:01 AM
Damn. Intense, yet sad. A "welcome back" to being free, perhaps? Excellent job!
Manassian Avatar
May 9, 2013 at 8:07 AM
Thanks, Drake. :) Sometimes....we just have to let go, eh? I wrote a poem entitled Immortal in which I "expound" on the truth that the heart's dead are never buried...Well, this is the counterpart which says...OK...Get rid of that carcass. The love is long gone and dead...MOVE ON!!!
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