View from the Top (wow!)
Proudly, by special guest poet, Hala Q
changing colors
missing the beat for a pestering premonition
pulling tomorrows towards today
kneading them into a love consuming apparition
wasted efforts lie on the floor
separate, mutilate, don't conjugate
one reality with another withering truth
wish it was a thorn in your fingertip
for my karmic tweezers to uproot
or a friday night bad hairdo
for my fingers to style running through
mixed messages
in the eagle's eyes
who's yearning to flap his wings
to fly
changing colors
missing the beat for a pestering premonition
pulling tomorrows towards today
kneading them into a love consuming apparition
wasted efforts lie on the floor
separate, mutilate, don't conjugate
one reality with another withering truth
wish it was a thorn in your fingertip
for my karmic tweezers to uproot
or a friday night bad hairdo
for my fingers to style running through
mixed messages
in the eagle's eyes
who's yearning to flap his wings
to fly
posted by Ruby Justice at 7:34 PM
1 Comments:
hayati intiiiiiiiiii :-) you made my heart flicker and my spirit soar... I wrote this one with half a bottle of wine in my blood i.e; best state of being :-)
We all want wings don't we???
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