Feathery Will My Poem

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Feathery Will

 

 

So you ate the expired love,

And drank the elixir of woes,

Rising hundred feet above the turf,

So hermetic the world between your toes,

And then you lost the feathery will.

 

But you failed to delineate,

The delightful landscape you did captivate,

Sugared in blooms of love and care,

Which now withers in our bitter prayer,

Because you lost the feathery will.

 

Let our blessings speak volumes,

For we are stuck dumb with grief,

May the lovely angels with healing wands,

Sail you to the nirvana of relief,

After you lost the feathery will.

 

R.I.P.

 

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Feathery Will=the slightest will to live on

Dedicated to my friend who committed suicide because of lost love

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Lost love can strike you directly to your mind and then it takes total control over your body and your actions. This is one of the most beautiful poems I've ever come accross. You really have made sure that you've expressed the entire "greif" you've had in you. And I can tell that just by reading your poem. Really a nice expression there.