Walking from the nests..
I peeked through the holes..
Distant was the ocean..
Down were the rivers..
Sky was beautiful and blue..
Sober were my desires..
Slowly I raised my wing..
I saw it filled with scars..
Didn’t I tell you this..
These scars are from my wars..
Yet again no worries..
I would reset myself to fire and crackers..
I started flying into the sky..
The wind terrorized me with its whoomps..
Yesterday, I fell into the river..
I was taken away by the waves..
But today, I resisted to pass it..
I will fly until my body tires...
Each day I defeat something new..
I will get near to my goals…
Time is not the parameter that decides my destiny…
I will try until my soul retires…
i hope you continue writing poems! this one is great.
Thanks for this gesture, Andrew! We’d love to continue writing poems! That’s one area we can assure you of expertise 🙂 Thanks for your comment. It means a lot! And we hope you follow our posts and let us know how you feel just like you did now!