With broken wings and feathers torn.
A tear in each blind eye,
Both legs disjointed, skin is flaming...
And I attempt to fly.
Looking below, to feel for your presence.
I'm hoping to find you there...
Beginning to fall, dying in flight,
I go whizzing past your ear,
Do you even care?
In the earth I shed my sins..
Screaming in the fire...
Soon I shall emerge again,
Glorious, from the pyre...
Your bitter cold, it cannot freeze me...
Yes am a bastard,
But my blazing flames will encompass you
And for evermore, together we shall be...
© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed