I Write Poetry

[c=#4C0073]On black wings of change
held many mysteries.
Colors dug so deep
All the secrets I keep.
Dripping from the raven
your pain, fear and heaven.
Stories never told,
Held in a love so bold.
All the secrets I keep
fly on my black wings.[/c]

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Drewman · 46-50, M

Ok, I have to admit because you said you werent going to write anymore it made me intrigued.

It is interesting you choose "black wings"...it kind of signifies in folklore that even though we have impurities we can still fly.

You have a real talent for writing and would encourage you to do this more. I loved this, really made me think.