Published October 21, 2008
Well, another poem by me. It was kind of a dream that was written on the paper. Hope it's ok.
Silent Wings
Leaving the ground with winter,
Flying above on wings of wind,
Touching skies with gentle finger,
Listening to night birds sing.
Flying far beyond the cloud,
Permitting dream to fly nearby,
Forgetting sign of what's behind
Just leaping forward through the sky.
On the flow of dream within
Letting song to wipe the sin,
Accepting muse to break the seals,
Freeing soul of nonending seas.
Touching hights of snowy peaks,
Leaping through green meadows,
Just raising up above the sway
On silent wings of coming day.
By the way, if someone'll read my first poem, Fire Inside, on my previous post, it'll be great, because I've finished it, and I'm quite curios what people think about it.
Aust.
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Thanks. I'm very happy you liked it. Can it really happen that there are no mistakes?
Aust.
O_O.
Wow.
*Stares at Aust.*
*starts to clap*
That was beauttiful and I must say, very creative choice of words.
Keep up the good work!
Chao, Jen,
very very nicely creative
two things - u spelled Coming and Break wrongly.
other than that - KEEP IT UP~! !
Wow this poem is very beautiful. I just can't find anything wrong with it lol.
Your choice of words are felt, the emotion and feeling of overcoming with all your might is kinda what I get when reading this poem, it gives you a sense of light. Now before i start yapping I shall leave and say this is a great poem
"Listening to night birds sing.
Flying far beyond the cloud,
Permitting dream to fly nearby,
Forgetting sign of what's behind
"-I like
A very great poem