I look out the window
I see the horizon in the distance
I want so badly to go there
I can't fly
I flap my wings in despair
But my hands and feet are chained
I'll never fly again
All I have left are the memories
The memories of the sky
The memories of the wind
A single crystaline tear slides down my face
A silvery pearl so full of sorrow
It falls and shatters on the ground
The skies
My home
Is lost to me forever
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
poems for my friends
Puisijust poems about the stuff me and my friends have gone