Blessed Flight

Same concept as ink, only in my opinion is far better =).

Bless me,with the
Sight that I see.
Form which, I can
Spread the soul seas.

Mist of tranquility.
In the third eye.
Cage'd to be free,
my spirit joyfully cries.

The dark soul of time
Bitter and distasteful lime
Gives me it's dark wings,
and with them I fly,
fly through the beautiful things.

Reviews

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This is beautiful! I love uit! My favorite part is the last stanza, the last two lines

"and with them I fly,
fly through the beautiful things."

I absolutely adore the repetition of "fly". Makes it all the more amazing!

Love this poem, hehe. :)