On Wings Of Fire

by Paralyzed   May 3, 2008


I shall not float to heaven,
Graceful as a swan,
On wings of fire, I'll find my way,
Lit up like the dawn.

No quiet voice or timid mind,
For glory makes a sound,
Those who soak in bitter silence,
One day will be found.

They'll see the fight they have to face,
And bring it to the ground,
Before their dying day is done,
Sweet glory comes around.

A helping hand, an open heart,
Whatever they can give,
They pass it on without a thought,
In hopes, you too, will live.

Even if the gates are locked,
Or heaven's just a lie,
Go out like the blazing sun,
Sing your battle cry.

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  • 10 years ago

    by im not the cause

    Wow really good its amazing i love the rhyming and i love the first and last stanzas

    5/5
    shattered pieces of a broken heart

  • 11 years ago

    by nobody truly knows me

    This was amazing. the rhymes were good, and the rhythmn held throughout the poem. i thouroughly enjoyed this.

    "I shall not float to heaven,
    Graceful as a swan,
    On wings of fire, I'll find my way,
    Lit up like the dawn."

    this was a good start to the poem. it intrigued me, and made me want to continue reading. excellent job.