Wings To Swing

I give u wings,

to fly,

but not beyond the sky.

Where darkness begins,

You sink to combine.

You’re lost.

You are lost in the swart,

You pretend to be smart.

 

It isn’t easy,

my child !

Gotta know your limits.

You have the wings,

add feathers,

Not to shed them in bad weather.

Even if you fall,

it’s okay to retort,

and begin with a new start.

 

This time ,the wings again,

Let it not go in vain.

The wing of trust,

The wing of rise.

The wings just to swing,

in the limit of the sky.

Fly across the world,

to unfold what you hold.

Dreams aren’t big,

until clutched in neif.

 

Paint your plumes,

Indigo ,violet, blue.

Vibrant even if not,

It’s okay what you got.

Need not sigh,

for the limitless high.

Just swing bland.

Haply,gladly, cheerly.

 

My child !

Halt when languid,

Flap when bound.

Wings to swing,

Fly with the sound.