One Wing

One Wing

A Poem by Another Relic
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His creativity

vanished,
gone astray.

Like feathers
left behind in the nest,
he knows
something's gone.

He struggles
for the next line,
searching for balance
to soar.

But the mind
refuses to
cooperate.

So he waits...

Maybe another day,
he thinks...

Maybe.

© 2024 Another Relic


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Added on November 8, 2024
Last Updated on November 9, 2024

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Another Relic
Another Relic

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I've added poems and will be storing them here from my accounts as Dragonblood and Timagination2 at Deep Underground Poetry. One or two might be on the Relic account, I'm not sure. Comments are no.. more..

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