WINGS
Under the moonlight-
My heart sings.
My spirit dances.
And my soul gains wings...
The pressure weighs less.
My mind is at ease.
The rhythm takes over.
All the burdens cease...
But it only lasts so long;
It seems 'freedom' and 'trust' live smaller each time.
I have yet to feel the wind in my wings;
When you put me in a cage, yet you commit no crime.
@wIthpeACE Beautiful poem!.. Especially those last two lines are soul stirring
@azurePond
Thank youuu!😊
@wIthpeACE
i love this poem too!! the imagery of freedom and being trapped is really powerful. I love how the moonlight brings peace, but that peace is only temporary, with freedom and trust shrinking over time. the paradox at the end-feeling caged without anyone to blame.. that really hit hard :’) It’s such a thought provoking piece! great job!! <3🩷
@iloveyouxx
Really?!! THANKS. 😊 Glad someone like my style.
