Flying High
Hopefully I am able to please my critics who felt my poem was morbid. A new one especially for you
With my ruffled feathers
Twisted in the knots by the sky
The distant sun burning bright
Its shine no longer blinds my eye
Above the clouds I want to go
Before the early dew strikes through
Charging against the wind
Higher I want to soar
The distances I know not
Scared I know I am not
Fears I have cast away
In the darkness that has faded away
My flight may look tired
The stars are way higher
To which I plan to reach
In search of solace that I seek
With my ruffled feathers
Twisted in the knots by the sky
The distant sun burning bright
Its shine no longer blinds my eye
Above the clouds I want to go
Before the early dew strikes through
Charging against the wind
Higher I want to soar
The distances I know not
Scared I know I am not
Fears I have cast away
In the darkness that has faded away
My flight may look tired
The stars are way higher
To which I plan to reach
In search of solace that I seek
Labels: poems
4 Comments:
@ LV...good one...lovely play of words here...
thanks... hope i can fly high enough...
sen knows my fav. pass time is to crack PJs on the poems but do not want to spoil the beauty of words here.. plus I am commenting for the first time and starting that with a PJ will be too much :) so may be next time..
u r welcome for ur comments (means POSITIVE comments)...
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