A wing clapped by the window
Waking up from a deep sleep
Checking for a minor leap
It shined
Flying through the armors of the sky
Suddenly a flash of light hit my eye
A living bird on the floor
Shiny and glittery like a dream
Picked it up from the sands of a dream,
believing it was real
Human body covered in glitter and nature' beauty
Shrunk into the size of an apple
stole right from a fairytale
It was never a dream
A beautiful mystery landed
So many questions,
but never to be answered
It was a beautiful mystery
Shiny like a star
Beautiful like a human soul
Shattered glitter on the surface of skins,
It was a beautiful mystery
Never to be opened;
Never to be discovered
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Poetics
PoetryPoetry. The hidden art behind its words, The expression, the emotions and the feelings. The beauty that lies inside its lines, and the deepness that lies within it; takes us to another reality, one that lies upon mysteries and wonders. Poetry, a b...
