Monday, November 02, 2009
In desperation wings of artistry flutter,
determined to fly once more.
Cognition spurs the muse, chest heaving,
body quivering straining to rise,
yet like a cumbersome stone,
falls unsuccessful to the ground.
Dazed,confused ,eyes blurry unfocused,
thin ribbons of air reaching his lungs.
Mind racing for some understanding,
aspirations suddenly burst into flames.
Wind of realization breaking through the fog,
he'd lost his grip on tendered things.
He used to soar, played among the clouds,
hopes inspired sweet poetic revelations.
Passion the wind beneath her feathers,
rose like air to immeasurable heights,
leaving behind drab shadows of doubt.
Severed appendage of dreams, modify liftoff.
Labels: like a shadow who lingers behind everytime
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