As the moments sink
and the clocks tick
Helpless sensations
Helpless sensations
hit me with emotions
striking me down
my wings frown
I violently flap
with a fierce fervent
yet remain unmoved
in my purest white
Ripples of the flap
unheard yet a slap
the stillness of my heart
yet flickering a start
Enigmatic the heart
as it yearns the sight
but forgoing the light
The grace and pride
The honor and stride
inside, they remain
yet,am nothing more than
a broken winged swan
