The Silver Wings

THE SILVER WINGS

I fell from the strands of cheating pathways

With a pain hammering my nerves sideways.

I strived to escape this crippling trend

Just to gaze the breath of raging miles.

Just then came two loving angels

Rising against the black shadow of reality;

Saving my core from the rapids of immorality;

Dealing with ages just to handle a constant identity.

By these, I strode at the green clouds of happiness,

Thinking of every moment as a safe haven;

Facing every crowd with concrete definition.

As a youth, I am safe within the warmth of their embrace

Sealed with the breeze of their guidance.

Through all the torments and misconceptions that I would face,

I knew that under their wings, I could stay and hide.

On my aura was a splash of shining smile

And an ultimate platform that would make me the person I should be

Because their love was the most I could see.

After all the smiles and through all the tears,

The rays of their loving hands shone with compassion through the years.

I was then blind and dull, but now I finally see

I have two angels roaming around the cold careless world outside

Who would boost me up when I’m on the edge of struggles;

Who would repair my wings when I couldn’t soar;

Who would heal my smile when it becomes frown.

Their coat clothe my tears with purple dashes,

Reassuring me that everything will be okay

And every partaking will be a new stepping stone.

But then I asked- “Who are these angels?”

And to God I pray that linking the answer to my eyes is worth living.

Then, a moment surpassed,

The loving hands of these angels replied off their souls-

“We are your parents”

Through these little words, I know that no one else

Could ever be greater than them,

For they molded my foundation of who I am today

Giving me only the paints of satisfaction

In which I wish to be that child once more.

But, life goes on and I should stand tall

So if they need me as their dearest angel, my door is open

And I will be their feet if ever they should fall.