The fallen leaves of Mira

The Missed Flight - Poem by The fallen leaves of Mira

Like a plane ready to take off
And failed its flight
The sprout of our love dried

Like a pink pigeon ready to leave the nest of its parent
And missed its flight
The flower of our love failed

This time I am saved
Blessed by my Fluter, I've spared the crash

First time, the flight ended awfully
Thought I would not survive
Second time, the flight would have been dreadful
Sure I would not survive

But it must have been my good karma
Cause I've missed the second flight

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 13, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 13, 2012

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