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Wings

A rare occurrence

By Rayn BPublished 4 years ago • Updated 4 years ago • 1 min read
This poem is dedicated to my loved ones who were taken far too soon in a tragic accident.

Flying…

A common fear.

But is it really flight

That frightens us,

Or are we afraid

Of falling?

//

Crashing…

A rare occurrence

For airplanes.

An event that sparks

Headlines and

Vicarious horror.

//

Ringing…

A phone call

From our mother.

She is screaming,

Saying through sobs,

“It’s on the news.”

//

Typing…

A web search

Confirms the truth.

You always wanted

To be famous…

But not like this.

//

Dying…

A fate that

Awaits us all.

But I never would

Have guessed this

Is how you’d leave me.

//

Grieving…

A process

They promise will

Get better with time…

But I am running

Out of patience.

//

Trying…

I am doing it

Everyday.

But I can barely

Even look up

At the sky anymore.

//

Dreaming…

The only way

I see you now.

Here, we are safe,

Because here,

We have our own wings.

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About the Creator

Rayn B

I have been writing poetry and lyrics since I was a child. I have recently started writing short scripts for “found footage” horror TikToks. I dream of writing books and full length screenplays. Thanks for being in this community with me!

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    Written by Rayn B