Broken wings fly again.....

seems letting it go, and digest
sweet honey flesh of tongue of every
lips that bites the bitter lies

poison every eye and make for a
better last, for the arms
and nails never grow, as the season
stop to know

wait tell it glow, the pavement always
wonder where to slow, the ending
wait the point for a little show

oh! mockery of every stage, wait me
no more, than a vigor of wings to
fly, the turmoil of wind comes
forever more

wings flew, broken it may seems, yet!
hold the feather push to a
distance place to go, hide and strike
as it fly in the sky

sore high, the limitless sky, own no one,
for only who dream to fly
can reach the highest wind, beyond
the wings

behind the sweating breath, hold on and
up, until you touch the sky.......

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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