Eros.

if i let my wings calm

and take in the shape of the night

i would soar brilliantly through darkness

sound and fury in my ears,

wind welling up in my eyes

i’ve grown too quickly 

my shoulder blades ache with a dull pain

constantly pinning them to my sides

when i should let them free

no matter how much it hurts

Reviews

[Lucien Maier]

Very nice. Pulls the reader into a darker world nicely done.

[fireblossom]

A beautiful piece of work. Full to bursting with life. I do not believe one word could be taken or added...this one is perfect.

[Just Another Writer]

This is so beautiful. I love how you packed a really enormous punch in so few lines, and the descriptions of everything. I really got a sense of what you were trying to convey. Great job!

[tedefroberts]

I like the rythme of this piece.

[Babe Roxx]

Wow...brilliant write...loved the metaphor, and how it flowed in your verse like mini story.

[Vertigoingnowhere]

wow! this is really good! i love this!!!! mind checking out some of my stuff? thanks :)

- High School

[soliloquy]

Nice job. You are a poet!

[Charles]

when not being free is more painful. i had to read it twice but i think i know where you were going. you should fly before the sky feels foreign...

nice read.

[Forest Green]

Deep down emotions expressed in your poem. Getting over the past is painful sometimes.

Good write..