* * * * Wings Of Muse Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili

* * * * Wings Of Muse

Rating: 4.8


Wings Of Muse


Don't rise at top,
Wait me and, stop..

Can be gave or
Can.. lost, senor...

Those wings -
Blew, winds...

Or it's removed
Or is borrowed...

Or you gather
To fly to another...

Be not afraid...
Be, I'll beside...


21.08.09.

Friday, August 21, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: wings
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fay Slimm 21 August 2009

The Muse has to be waited for and waited on Tsira - and you brought this out very well..... 10 + ++ from Fay....

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Daniel Kempson 21 August 2009

Let the wings of our muse always guide us, lovely 10 Daniel

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Gaby De Paiva 21 August 2009

it's a nice poem, i just dont honetly get it much

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