Mind’s Wings

Never leaving home
My nomadic mind travels
Back to distant past
Unraveling the future
Desiring so much
Never giving up trying
It travels so fast
Like with wings it is flying
Captive yet so free
No bonds can restrain its flight
None can clip these wings
One Single Impression

Prompt 97, Wings

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

19 thoughts on “Mind’s Wings”

  1. I like this Leo, especiallythe last half.Most minds run with the windyours flies with wings. I tellMrs. Jim that my mind is alwaysworking, always active. I wish it had wings like your poet's…

  2. mind has wings…it can soar as fast as it can, as free as it can, as high as it can…:)if i could only have wings like an eagle and fly high up in the sky…that would be magic…:)Vinu, I like ur signature here…very beautiful…!Peace now, sorry if I offended u a while back!

  3. My mind has worked like this – but for me the desiring part usually doesn't feel so good… Perhaps I just haven't flown on wings as big as yours. Much to consider here…

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