Wings

My beloved blue pigeon!


On my way rising to the cloudy dark sky...

To take a star.. 

I got the wings

but could not be stretched 

among the wet heavy clouds....


The burning stars 

and the sorrowed shadow

which were falling apart... 

Asked, "Still going to the stars ?..."


Why not..,,

cause I was the one

who ended up the burning destiny..

And tasted a light full of bliss

before the desires scattering away..

 

When that new dawn carried away all the exhausted soul 

Your beloved sight droped on my stretched wings..

So...come back to the place,

where our colours borned...



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