Wings Poems
Divine
by Ayan Gupta
When the sunlight dies
and it’s time for the moon to rise,
a Pegasus, trots over the grey skies
witnessing your enchanting tired eyes
he knows,
he knows your wings are weak
and your dreams are too big,
making his eyes go bleak
he sees you every day, every night
under the stalwart sun or the pale moonlight
......
No wait in vain : Poets meet
by Ghairo Daniels
No Wait in Vain : Poets Meet
For decades I waited
And you did not come
To listen to my rude insertion
Finger a sound at the back of my throat
And the vibration of my name
For decades I wanted to meet
......
Down To Earth
by John Hughes
I don’t dangle sex in front of women’s faces in hopes of luring them to bed
I offer a high spirited relationship, a relationship to cure this age
I want my wings to be sore from flying so long and so high with you
I want our wings to break so I can play human with you for the rest of our lives
Come down to earth with me
Love&Wings
by Heloísa Reis
It's like a wish have you
with me in all of my dreams
when they come true.
if a have a choice
i choose fall for you
a hundred times more
like the lovely and magic one
don't mind how many pieces
......
Down To Earth
by John Hughes
I don’t dangle sex in front of women’s faces in hopes of luring them to bed
I offer a high spirited relationship, a relationship to cure this age
I want my wings to be sore from flying so long and so high with you
I want our wings to break so I can play human with you for the rest of our lives
Come down to earth with me
No wait in vain : Poets meet
by Ghairo Daniels
No Wait in Vain : Poets Meet
For decades I waited
And you did not come
To listen to my rude insertion
Finger a sound at the back of my throat
And the vibration of my name
For decades I wanted to meet
......
Love&Wings
by Heloísa Reis
It's like a wish have you
with me in all of my dreams
when they come true.
if a have a choice
i choose fall for you
a hundred times more
like the lovely and magic one
don't mind how many pieces
......
Divine
by Ayan Gupta
When the sunlight dies
and it’s time for the moon to rise,
a Pegasus, trots over the grey skies
witnessing your enchanting tired eyes
he knows,
he knows your wings are weak
and your dreams are too big,
making his eyes go bleak
he sees you every day, every night
under the stalwart sun or the pale moonlight
......
