too close

too righteous to die, too prideful to live.

if your wings were wax you would be melted.

bleeding heart,

essence of life, shattered choices.

you lose a feather every time you take flight

a smattering of your soul left with each past moment.

your wings are too heavy to be furled, too beautiful to be cut.

what shall we do with you?

Reviews

[Beren]

It is so powerful and beautifully explained... I am amazed by your success in writing.It is absolutely beautiful, very meaningful and deep... I feel like nothing else I can say will be enough. I guess my English is not enough to tell you how much I really liked it, I hope you can feel it. In my favorites.
HEY EVERYBODY, READ THIS MASTERPIECE!

[laika]

oh my god thank you so much ToT (crying face). this means an incredible amount to my heart! to be able to make a stranger (now a friend) feel something this deeply is all i can ask. thank you from the bottom of my soul [:

[Beren]

Yeyy! I wanna be your friend, you are so cool!

[laika]

haha yay you too [: I'm so glad to be able to talk to like-minded people.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Poor Icarus, he always was too high spirited for his own good. He only wanted to rise up and touch the sun; all that warmth and light. "I was soaring ever higher but I flew too high" from Carry On My Wayward Son by Kansas Carry on...

[laika]

used to love that song! thanks for the read-

[Fabian G. Franklin]

My pleasure, any time.

[carl]

too heavenly minded to be earthly good, a phase often repeated to encourage getting my head out of the clouds and off the lofty perch and do something that counts for something in spite of " you lose a feather every time you take flight" - really nice line and image - enjoyed your work -carl

[laika]

and now that's something i'll keep in mind too - been trying to focus energy on how important creating is to folk like us in this life. thank you much!

[lov]

this feels like that one time I found an butterfly, which wasn`t able to use it`s wings anymore. She was still alive, but she was meant to die soon. what should we do with you? wow...

[laika]

man, that's beautiful and tragic. so innately animal. thank you for the read

[Grace Wolff]

'what shall we do with you' cut me deep. An extraordinary poem, very deliberate on how we should feel or do to please others. The choice of language almost reminds me of what an individual has to undergo in society to please everyone but, in the end, is left alone.
I am not sure if my interpretation is quite right, but in any way, this poem is like a honey to my soul. Also, the reference to the past moments ensures me that this is something you might be struggling with.

You are perfect the way you are, just a reminder. Do not worry about flying high even when your wings can melt.

[laika]

wow thank you! i love that analysis. your interpretation is right if it is right to you - i love for my work to be open to whatever the reader needs to hear most. i appreciate you, friend

[Wanzala Meshack]

I just finished reading your poem, and I wanted to take a moment to express how deeply it resonated with me. Your use of language and imagery is truly captivating, and the emotions you conveyed through your words were powerful and moving

[laika]

thank you very much [: