If you hold me tight, I might die. Trust me and let me fly. Give me just one chance by letting me fly. You are afraid of thunder and I am afraid of not-to-fly. Don’t trap me in a cage, I have wings to fly. I have no map but trust me I will come back to you only. My wings are blessings, I want to fly If you love me, let me fly. The sky is clear, my peeps are calling me, hope you understand, please! Let me fly. I too have a heart, secretly wish to fly; my only dream is to fly. Don’t stop me, let me fly.
I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting. Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson plan provided to the class. I,
Voltage charges power lines’ high wires All honest men die liers Her electric current runs tight by pliers My fires burn, they breathe, ash, and smoke Held so tightly I couldn’t help it my hand broke Shattered into a million
Riding slowly among the misty clouds The endless curves of mighty hills But i wonder it’s not fascinating me anymore Why i curtailed my world in you? Deep down there lays beautiful valleys Defining life beyond explanation But my soul