Flight

Flight

A Poem by The Outlaws' Song
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You give this poem whatever meaning you want!

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With a soul pure like a drop of dew

And with the wings of a scare-less angel

I fly…recklessly .. listlessly

I fly and I die

I die in the flight to myself

Naive ...I play the game of open windows

I look through them

Trying to see who I am

But the windows are only mirrors

Reflecting lies, deceiving

I fly and I crash into them

I am falling down with my wings broken.


© 2008 The Outlaws' Song


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wow..
this is wonderful

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

And with the wings of a scare-less angel
I fly�recklessly .. listlessly
I fly and I die


rereading this one can see the dynamic
realisticness in metaphoric idea
decisions-and the importance
of making the right choices
lest the heart crash and burn


Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really like this.....it expresses a lot of pain, frustration, and desparation....the description reminds me of the way insects sometimes die....listless....but still trying to escape. Very moving.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the passionate image reminds me of boken mosaic glass
its artful, colorful and abstract, well written

I like how you take the reader to the furthest depth
the entire image is powerfully vivid,
i love the image of broken winged angel
speaks on many levels, heart and soul
beautifully done

Posted 15 Years Ago


very well said, the simplicity of this poem makes it even more meaningful. keep writing doina!! ;)

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It sounds like an inner battle being fought inside. Maybe inner termoil and indecision and the conflicting desires to overcome whatever the issue maybe. (I could have just read it wrong). A great piece.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

An angel with broken wings, cracked halo on the window. great job on this.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very profound in it's concept. This piece gives me the feeling of a naive, fledgling dove, trying to find her way, and encountering the harsh reality of life. Rain..

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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The Outlaws' Song
The Outlaws' Song

Somewhere over the rainbow...Bucharest, Romania



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I was born on the25th of May,1988-a sunny spring day meant to bring joy and happiness in my family. I grew up in Romania, took piano classes from the age of 7 to the age of 14. I wrote the first poem .. more..

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