He's been there now
he's been there long
through a million nights
and a thousand scars
His wings are hurt
and eyes closing dim
sweat and blood none
but a pain within
his wings of steel
seem a burden now
into the darkness
held by a vow.
his pain kills him
but he wont die
his wings are heavy
but he shall fly
for in his spirit
and for the vows he's taken
his wings of steel,
like his promises made
shall today and forever...
remain unbroken.
-Pushkaraj Shirke
No comments:
Post a Comment