A Girl with Wings

Bloody Globalization...
He had to leave the nest in her heart,
To far west to earn their breads.
The sun too walked along with him,
Far West....

The blues (of sky) turned violet
Thunders started to tear her heart
She  felt herself heavy for her legs to carry
Her knees rested on the ground
She cried to the reflection on the lake of tear
By the blessings of the angles,
She saw wings on her in the reflection
She touched her soft wings
thanked the heavens and
flew to where the sun and the horizon met,
Following the tracks of her beloved
Towards the far West...

Reviews

[Chris]

cultures and personal daemons...are what I hear... and understand. Differences flavor a person's needs and wishes. and how they are drawn along by THEIR currents shows our base human commonalites, Flying is easy... getting the wings - now THAT is the hard part.

[Groovy]

An outstanding poem. Loved it.

[DiMar4u]

to see the self anew, unfettered--one could only hope for such a moment. whether it is pain or joy that brings us to let go, it can all be worth it if the end is found. the "end" meaning the stepping out from the delusion of self: the imaginary mass delusion we all are programmed into throughout life. great write, thanks for sharing--

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

It resurfaces the integral amount of issues that surrounds us all, well done, good read.

[Miles Wilburn]

Very different from a lot of stuff I read. I really like the use of globalization. Great piece!

[Lively]

Reality ................
I am one of those persons who try to escape from reality due to its most probable bad ending. Yet i liked the poem. Nice work!!!!

[Shayla Sayer]

"he had to leave the nest in her heart" was my favorite line, by far. It brings such images to mind...
this piece captures much, loss, and despair, and the hope of regaining one's heart's desire...
Beautiful piece.