Broken Wings

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,

See me?

Hear me?

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