Tears On Broken Wings
She is singing a painful song that morn,
Birds are chirping from the oak tree.
Sitting alone beneath the shed of a leaves.
The shadow of past haunting her silence.
A decade of love and breathless heart,
The scar of memories were painted like an art.
A treasure that no one would like to keep.
That painful battered moment was left.
All that she dreams is a happy life.
A pleasure time with the arms of her man.
A solemn days with her beloved children.
Dreams now have flown in the wind.
She used to be strong for an everyday battle.
With the thunder and storm that strikes her.
A young and weak trunk that can easily break.
Cut and wounded by his double-edged blade.
She had once dream to fly in a far away land.
Where no pain can haunt her,
Where wind blows and spread her wings.
A place where comfort and love lives in.
Suddenly the heaven open its door.
The angels start to cry and share with her mourn.
She stood up and dance her soul in the rain.
Tears keep on fallin' on her broken wings.
** 7th Place Winner in Nathan D.'s Contest: Any poem #5 **
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