In a blue sky filled with hope,
a young bird takes its first bold flight,
It flies and flies - the skys are endless,
but it meets a stern brick wall.
It bounces back and falls,
it falls and falls - to earth’s cold ground.
The dirt is damp, wet with tears,
the bird lies lost, heart in pieces.
Why did no one warned it of the wall?
Why did no one prepare it for the fall?
Now, with broken wings and dreams,
it stays there—where it fell beneath.
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When the silence speaks (a collection of poems)
PoesíaA collection of all the poems I've written, and I'll be adding more;) •Most may be depressing, but dw I'm fine! •Pls feel free to comment your opinion, I need to know how I did!! Enjoy~
