My Wings Poem by Aarzoo Mehek
My Wings
My wings grow from
The hard-earned freedom
I earned after surpassing
The examinations of life.
Now I am free to fly wherever
My spirit takes me far into
The horizon of God's universe.
© Aarzoo Mehek.
A great poem that speaks the truth of life's strife and struggle and how we cross through it to free ourselves ultimately
Wow! Wonderful dear Aarzoo! With wings of freedom one can reach the heavenly abode of God!
From the confinement of man's universe to the freedom in God's Universe is a long distance to traverse. Wonderful poem. Top score
What a magnificent little poem! Yes, a poet is like a free bird. I sincerely appreciate the very nub of this beautiful poem. Top score!
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Then soar like an eagle, life is too short to miss opportunities.