My wings are broken.
And iam choking.
I need you I really do.
I can feel the knife.
Its stabing and killing me inside.
I need you to save my life.
Can't you hear me!
Iam screaming and yelling!
Because I am dieing!
Where do you stand.
when I wait in the sand.
My wings are broken now.
And you dont even know how.
How much you ment to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love still flows by the wing onto the wait standing on the sands of time, unique imagery of love as luscious green, well penned,10+, thanks forv sharing