Life is but a vapor
That we cannot see
Darkness and pain
Overwhelm me
I try not to feel
I try not to cry
I'm like a sparrow with a broken wing
Whos forgotten how
To fly...
I wish I were a statue
With stone for a heart
Eyes that shed no tears
No pain can start
I wish I was in a world
Where dreams never die
I'm like a sparrow with a broken wing
Whos forgotten how
To fly...
Linda, many things are much stronger after they have mended than before they were broken. I think you will be one of them! Wonderfully written expression of the pain and frustration of being human and hurtable.
Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)
Reviewed on April 10, 2003
Hi Linda, I see noreason your wing cannot be repaired. Think back two years when you could fly upwards.
Linda Mae, one day you will fly so high that your heart will sing. Happiness is close. Dry your eyes and live up to your promise. So many have counted on you for solace. Do not let them down. Your life is due to change. Let it be for the better, not the worse. Bill
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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Enjoyable write......
Nancy
Wonderfully expressed..