Fire On My Wings

Once again

throwing my wings open

In search of new skies

I start alone

Unknown and a little scared

of the struggles ahead

I push myself up

It’s been quite a while I’ve been lying prone

Days and nights were the same

but not anymore

I still look for the ray

Which used to shine at my door

Once again I stretch my wings

to feel the winds of change

Droplets of reality on my face

Fighting myself

from dusk till dawn

Reaching out to the change

I get up and fall

Tears swell up

at my own disappointment

I am not this dead rock

I am the roar

Eyes wide open

Staring at the depth

Once again I flutter my wings

Dark and cold trails

Edge to edge

I am ready for the fling.


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I am a nomad at heart who craves for journeys and experiences. Life is too short to stop exploring and the quest to be happy should go on.

4 thoughts on “Fire On My Wings

  1. Human beings grow amidst their failures and pains,and the robust spirit you have revealed through your writing is exceptional.Hope to read more amazing posts from you.Have a good day!

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