The Wings Poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
The Wings
It is'nt there-physically
it is'nt there at all.
I cannot see it so-
it is'nt there at all.
That's what people who only have-
their 'eyes' to see will say-about
the 'wings' the heart has.
It is the hearts wings - and-
it is only the hearts wings-
that grows back again and again
even if it were slain-
a thousand times -
over and over again.
Heart has its own wings that soar high and low to the different tides of life....May not be visible to the naked eye but it could be felt by human emotions....soaring high of ten
This is certainly a very heart felt piece. The heart stores so much emotion and feelings it is infinite. Well done. Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 7:06:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
great piece...gives our hearts a knock to love always... a heart that loves unconditionally continues to grow and fly.. even if the wings are cut off...the love itself will help it grow again.. again..and again...and fly and soar high to share the love.. and that's your piece...soaring high to share the message to the world... 10+++++