You Clipped My Wings Poem by Amanda Lukas
You Clipped My Wings
I've always tried to make you happy,
Living for you and not myself.
All I wanted was to make you proud.
I was always afraid to ask for your help.
I only cried when you made me cry.
I only smiled when I was allowed.
Your puppet on a string.
A bird not able to fly or to sing.
You cought me with a swing of your net
And then you clipped my wings.
Every thing I did showed you my love.
But you twisted it all into lies.
You were so good at making me feel guilty.
So good at making me cry.
Birds' feathers grow back, you know?
I'm flying now!
I will never go back. No.
So, who's crying now?
Wow, I love your poem, especially the ending. It sorta adds a dramatic finish, like a cherry on top of a sundae or something...lol, sorry I'm bad at comparisons. Once again, Lovely work. All of your poems are nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 12:23:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Amanda you determined not to fly back, is it fair? try to be flexible........somebody will cry I am sure? I like your poem.