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maria Nov 2021
Made my heart a rock,
trying to brake
the camouflage
you wore,
trying to heal
your wings,
Fly was the dream

And then
you did.
And I waited for you,
you know,
I
was the one not flying
anymore.
And you left;
when I needed you,
You left
Written on November 17, 2021
© ,Maria
LC Oct 2021
every time I close my eyes,
my life beats behind my eyelids
like the wings of a butterfly
as questions form the rhythm
of a song that constantly plays.

Under the blue cloudless sky
White doves and pigeons
Flap wings and fly

Heritage domes, rustic brown
Stand clear of dust and sand
Glorious, withstanding every storm

Motor boats painted blue and green
Sharp the curvature, folded hands
Bow to the rising waters in the sea

Stillness of the silence
Clearly felt in the sound of the flapping wings
Broken leg, the bird could fly once
Orin Tisab Sep 2021
...
Transformation, to be transformed
To fly, to the wings that soared,
My dreary genesis,
To the radiant prism, O dear Iris

Fly, Fly my butterfly
Sparkle, luster, let the light come by.
Grown and free.
The vision of beauty, sending love letters to thee.
Goddess Rue Sep 2021
Her wings are flailing,
Bare through the blessings of Earth,
And rains of sorrows.
Countless emotions,
As we pass through stages of life,
Unfolding every euphoria and melancholia;
But promise to survive,
Even though your wings are flailing.
Norman Crane Aug 2021
why do you have wings
if not to fly? /  for me to
pin you down by—
Karijinbba Jul 2021
Here is us in vortex divinely sligned
~~
You read me like my book
I wrote a million times,
In secret, yet, never alone
Dreams of lullabys for us amor
We read each other's mind!
We've  become poems divine!
We travel in virtual modes, for now,
To deeply dig, in all you give me love.
In poem or in song, our verse exactly rhymes, divine it stems factly.
It's still *US * the memory aptly
in vibe lives true in yesterday's.
wings of love and marry gay.
Sweety pie

Angel k- Rd is also us.
It's HOW I love you cosmic grace
And no
It's never too soon or too late!
True love returns as Seasons do.
It's Fall yet we relax, not too late
for spring will soon return,
Like seasons my love returns
In vortex wing's  
of two halves in love divine
Re United
My Love.
~~~~~~~
Karijinbba
https://youtu.be/kPUxdt1FZRY

HERE IS US DIVINELY ALIGNED.
Sheltered in your wing
A bloom renewed for my heart
Fly on, my bluebird.
Haiku 4
Farah Taskin Jun 2021
Imagine
You're an adorable dolphin
Your cute fin!
You're ecstatic about watery
Corals
And
Aquamarine
You sport and swiftly swim
And swim
You dance with the white horses
You sing in the tempest


Imagine
You're the lovely hyacinth
You enhance
The elegance
Of a gorgeous
Garden
Your evocative
Perfume
Is mind-blowing!


Imagine
You're a sweet skylark
Your pleasant tone is
Magically melodious


Imagine
You're the silvery rain
You remove the pain
Of the heat of the sun


Imagine
You're the splendid
Rainbow
You feel a glow
Of colour
You've the VIBGYOR
You are
Never
Evanescent


Imagine
You're the
Breeze
You blow nicely
You're more
Than invisibility


Imagine
You're the lamplight
The djinn
And obscurity
Fear you
You're luminously bright!


Imagine
You are
FARAH TASKIN!!!;)
You own
The evergreen
Realm of fancy!:)
Imagination is more important than knowledge-Albert Einstein
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