Ash to fire

Slowly the world turns,

Revolving around its turning points.

Those historical events,

That make us who we are.

That hit single that started 

As a paper pad beat.

That president who once,

Had a hard time in the streets.

From ash to fire,

From water to wave. 

The sun crashes into the earth

And we are born from the flames.

Reviews

[star73]

I love its brilliant =) im just started writing I know I can write it took me along time went by and I didn't write like this before. I'm not good with grammar but im learning as I go type thing I'm doing this from my touch screen phone. I really like your poem=)

[Eryn ♪]

Thanks so much. I wish you the best of luck with your writing.

[star73]

Thank you very much its hard been writing from my touch screen phone so it's hard to separate my words. I don't have internet

[Lydia Shutter]

Such an interesting way to think of what makes up a person's life....all the events, personal and global....that effect our futures. Almost biblical in nature, your words are so interesting. Lydi*

[Eryn ♪]

Thank you so much.

[Sami Khalil]

Balisimo . Bravisimo...Thank you for sharing...:)

[Eryn ♪]

Thanks for reading. ^_^

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[Lucy Morningstar &heart..]

bravissimo! my only complaint is a slight little grammar issue after 'the president who once'...there shouldnt be a comma there but otherwise, well, you know I like this poem! well done, ginge :D