Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Wings

The wings are emerging slowly
With every bout of torment
With every splash of pain
They are growing out of need
The need to escape to a distant land
To a point of no return
Far from one reality to another
Blossoming with regrets
Yesterday's spots unfaded
Emerging from a cocoon of darkness
Taking flight in silent steps
At the mercy of the winds
Not knowing if rainbows exist
Just hoping to find a colour
To add to colourless wings

I let him fly away
And now I shall too

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