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I had a desire to travel
across the ocean and
explore the deserts.
But how long
will I scrape your memories
to fly with my severed wings?

Will you help me
in getting the ashes of this body
so that when the storm comes,
I can whisper my last words
and travel far away,
drifting for eternity
around the globe.
Lane O Aug 31
Fluttering monarch
Basks upon purple milkweed
Orange wings now idle
GUNI VATS Aug 27
Bind a river
Burning and wild,
Tame the stream
And colour me red.

Touch and ***** and chew the flesh
Chain my wrist and paint thine stench

Seat me on the bed and hail
A pale body, hair dipped in red
Dance in frenzy and scream and wail

Sew the wings in her flesh
And call her an angel!
Constructing an angel!
N Aug 28
Would my grave be
deeper than my wounds?

Would the warmth of the morning sun
still reach my cold forgotten body?

Would Icarus, my bird, fly to the sun looking for me,
is my selfish death going to cost him his wings, too?

Would the worms weep when
they ******* tormented flesh?

Would the lines I wrote no longer
be read as poems but suicide notes?
pea Aug 16
you take flight
high, in the sky,
above the clouds
toward the sun

the wings I wear
are broken, damaged,
weighed with despair

i search for the sun
but it’s only in vain
human adventures
with expiration dates

you took my hand
i felt finally free
when you let go,
i fell to the sea
not a fan of this title lol!
i hope everyone is doing well during these times
Jaimi M Aug 10
What kind of monster
builds a girl up so high
and tells her she can fly
only for the girl to realize
after she jumps
her wings are only fiction
and the the ground
is a lot harder than it looks
-JRM
Getting out of one’s comfort zone,
Trying out travelling alone,
Making decisions that are risk-prone,
Is no doubt difficult - like trying to live without a phone!


Often leads to breakdowns,
Often makes one look like a clown
And often makes one frown.


But then if one doesn’t live for these things,
They are just like a bird without wings.
Even if their day-to-day life doesn’t sting,
They miss out on life and all that it brings.
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