An Original Poem Created by Carissa Puspa Kirana
Little Bird
An empty soul flies searching the light
He laid his rosy flesh on his needle bed every night
Bleeding all alone with sun on his face
Deep holes strengthen him to be a good bird
Flying high with salt dancing on his wounds
Fly, little bird! Fly!
Go higher! Spread your beautiful wings wide open!
Leave alone the night!
Chase that light! You'll be beautified...
Farewell, dear black cloud!
He'll be perfectly healed...
Little Bird
An empty soul flies searching the light
He laid his rosy flesh on his needle bed every night
Bleeding all alone with sun on his face
Deep holes strengthen him to be a good bird
Flying high with salt dancing on his wounds
Fly, little bird! Fly!
Go higher! Spread your beautiful wings wide open!
Leave alone the night!
Chase that light! You'll be beautified...
Farewell, dear black cloud!
He'll be perfectly healed...
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