Broken Wings

In this lovely sunny day,
How much I wish I could fly
Just like a gentle and happy dove
Who bravely takes off to the sky,
Magically drawing a picture
Of joy while defying the height
But I feel like a bird
Who lies down on the ground
Suffering with broken wings
And a breeding heart
That would take sometime
To completely heal!

If you ever wonder
Who would ever cause
This almost mortal wound!
Cowardly in me inflicted,
Please, ask the girl
Living by the famous Road,
Since she is the only one
With the proper answer:
She knows who did it
And also knows her name!
She knows the true reason
Why I can't freely fly
Like the dove above,
In the open sky!

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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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