WINGS
She was born a dreamer,
Lost in thoughts and reveries,
Her feet seldom touching the ground.
For the sky was vast, for her to soar,
For her to explore, then why would
the world want her feet chained & bound?
Alas! The higher she flies,
The lower she falls.
From being scorched by the lightning,
To being burned by magma, she went through all.
But polished by her ashes,
She rose higher,
For she's taught by the Sun,
That going down isn't the end, for she'll arise and begin again.
She's taught by the Moon, the stars in the night sky,
That overshadowing clouds won't take away their incandescence.
So she shone, her soul ablaze,
As the Sun in the day, and the Moon & stars at night,
Burning away benevolently as them with all her might.
Author's Note- Gosh, I'm back after ages! Hope you all like this poem! Don't forget to like, comment and share. Have a wonderful day ( ꈍᴗꈍ)♥️.
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