suffering from his heartbreak or horror
in his sterile piece of hell
bleeds an innocent dove
with broken wings
and charred feathers
holding in disaster
crushed pebbles
once his fingertips
felt every thought he knew
courageous outlooks
clocking the true destination
of the pains he holds inside
trouble caged Freedom
clipping his wings in front of
the audience
snaps their fingers
to the soul they\'ve trapped
inside
3 comments:
sexy pic :P
this is a nice poetry! yet it seems xoo woeful.
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