SOME MORNING THRILLING POETRY

 SOME MORNING THRILLING POETRY

🌼 When i contemplate about my indeed death, i abruptly become so callous. Callous enough that the candle is burning down and crawling over my feet but I can't feel it's heat anymore. Because, I'm thinking about my death now. The Death, of which I'm preparing myself. Death, of which i have to confront one day sooner or later. I must be afraid of the pain of the death. But I wish, when the death comes, I won't rebel not to go with death. I will solemnly accept my death when it arrives. But until, I'm afraid of the absolute death. 

We all have wishes and expectations from our life. Did you ever wish something for your death? Let's talk about death today.

Do you have any special wish on how you want to die? Yes, i do have. But I'll keep it secret. Just will let you know that, I don't want to die in my ashes (weakness, fear, desperation). I want to die being the 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒙.                      

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Are you ready for your death? Ready to face your sins? 

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NB: Phoenix is a sort of bird which burns and dies in it's ashes but later it reborns from it's ashes. And when it reborns, it becomes more stronger from it's previous life.