Rise
Flying above the corruption
Through bright blue skies
Soaring through the calm wind
Against my face-
Gliding towards peaks of perception
Floating amongst clouds of determination
Rising to heights unknown
I hear the call in the distance
Calling…
My soul longs no more
My spirit yearns no more
For good reigns over evil
And positive replaces negative
From crawling to flight,
From the oldest to the newest
Arisen from the ash,
From crusty exoskeleton to feathers,
From inching along to soaring-
Buised wings of worry once looked around
And a sorry soul looked back
But faith now looks up and on
Flying high above the rest-
A breath of fresh air to the pollution down below
Reborn from the flames of destruction
Nothing is better flying the path of an eagle
Soaring to greater height
A new I am-
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There is truly nothing the likes of connecting with another's spirit...and you my dear know just how get a reader entwined,No,enveloped in your poetry!It's like the feeling a baby joey must have resting safely in its mother's pouch yet just as exhilarating as what it must be like to take a leap of faith from an airplane as sky-divers often do!
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yup...truly this the poem of 'rising above'...you've written it so well with the use of strong and powerful descriptions...fly high dear poet!
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Excellent
Renewal. Like the first rains of the season. Cleansing.
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wow!
this simply took my breath away. your words were soo powerful and the imagery here is just soooo... erm, i have no word to describe how i feel... but the imagery was strong, amazing, magical! way to go buddy, it was awesome!
keep writing kays!
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wow. The first line hooked me in here.
This is a very powerfull poem, you should be so proud of it, well pened and simple.
I love it.
Thanks for commenting on my poem. (:
x
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