Brittle my Wings

let
then the flying wings
conquer the blue sky, and
may the splashing clouds cover
the horizon of the gloomy
wonder of hope; the cab waved of promise,
the start of the season
of Autumn

mind wait
your golden smile of face that rejoice,
ensuring that bears the fathom
of honesty in your sincerity
I comment, come now my love and
mingle every inch of
wisdom of the wings that fly,
beneath the chilly hills of love, until you
come back in my
precious arm

yield, the memory of you,
heralded with laurel; a Lotus of
hyacinth of clear sky I fly, and take me
to hold every minutes
of cried moment of pleading,
sweet victory for
today

let me dropp my wings and touch
each feeling of the
wishing wind, for the sky push
me to see you again; of where my
belied love stays with you,
in that beautiful sky,
as we fly

give up not my dream; the brittle wings
wait your great speed,
for we will fly high
again ……

“ a Poem dedicated to Majencia R. Gabales “

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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