Her growing wings are her dreadful fears
pushing in directions
where unforeseen and unknown lurks
Her growing wings are her fiercest fights
she cuts them, begs them
and even hides
Her growing wings are her deepest secrets
running through many lanes
hiding in thickets and piercing her veins
Her growing wings are her brightest torch
light in the dark
answers to confusions and farce
Her growing wings are her reasons
to reconstruct all molds
and risk it all
to break free
and rise from the ashes of flightless debris.
Inspired by Free Verse Revolution Weekly Challenge.
This is for that inner voice inside of all of us which’s relentless, obstinate and pushes us to achieve the unthinkable. You can love it for being your reason to go along or hate it for making you break the calm, but what you can never do, is ignore. Because, it’s you and you are it. You may call it your calling, your purpose, your passion or your wings.
Very beautiful piece, Pallavi! I like what you said about never ignoring your inner voice, I agree completely. Great piece, dear.
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Thank you so much!
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