miralkhan

I once had wings that rivaled those Who had beauty, style and grace. My wings took me high above the world To a wondrous, magical place. My wings caught wind by the smile That lingered on your lips. Fluttering high by the simplicity Of all the small things that I miss. In absence I sat in shadows On a cloud that predicted rain. My heart reaching out to hold you To take away my pain. But one day, the wind died And never returned to me. My heart continued reaching out But the draft was no longer meant for me. Someone else's wings were soaring And now I found myself falling to the ground. For a long time, my heart kept calling