MARIA MIRAGLIA

MARIA

MIRAGLIA

BROKEN WINGS

Let me share your pain

tear it off from you

and make it mine

See you once again

merry as a butterfly

proud of her beauty

and freshness

capturing all around

admiration and wonder

Broken your heart

by poisoned arrows

shot by a loveless heart

merciless his hands

Lost have your wings

their bright colors

sorrowful tilt their corollas

the primroses and daisies

crying are the birds

in their nests and

silent the winds

But, lovingly

I'll care your wounds

caress your soul

to give you back

the longing to fly

again

By Maria Miraglia

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DAY DREAMER

Dream for a while

to be a king yourself

absolute master of your thoughts

of your emotions and feelings

That have no barriers

free like the winds

able to cross mountains and seas

climb high into the sky

and wander in the clouds

Thy kingdom the world

your army the forests trees

their weapons the flowers

of the world fields

Thy people your brothers on earth

Whites and Blacks

Catholics and Muslims

each with his song of peace

Their common hymn

a melody of universal brotherhood

played by thousand violins

their flags white doves

dancing in the sky

And from north to south

children happily playing

in the heaven down here

Maria Miraglia

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ITALY