Was an eagle that loved to soar high,
Nothing could ever keep him outta the sky,
Always one to break away from the pack,
Would pull them along, who ever held him back,
And he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun,
Got himself burnt but the phoenix wasn't quite done,
Within a spirit that would never let him give way,
Stood on strong to fight another day,
Though he lies motionless, nothing could hide his zeal,
And we gather around waiting for his wounds to heal,
Loved ones whose tears blame a fate unjust and vile,
And he still finds the strength to comfort us with his smile...
Nothing could ever keep him outta the sky,
Always one to break away from the pack,
Would pull them along, who ever held him back,
And he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun,
Got himself burnt but the phoenix wasn't quite done,
Within a spirit that would never let him give way,
Stood on strong to fight another day,
Though he lies motionless, nothing could hide his zeal,
And we gather around waiting for his wounds to heal,
Loved ones whose tears blame a fate unjust and vile,
And he still finds the strength to comfort us with his smile...
8 comments:
who is it about? :?
i admire your writing i seriously do
an old friend...
god bless..and a speedy recovery..
:)
life is all about moving on you know... rise and fly like the phoenix and burn like one too... you need the earth as well...
Thees eez forr Subi?
huh? no...
for my pal in poona...
awww.
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