# Lost Wings Author: Asteria* Tags: Dragon, First Person, Human, Sad This is the first "free verse" poem I can recall writing. I'm not too fond of the... This is the first "free verse" poem I can recall writing... Please leave a comment.   \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ ©Chaotic Keela   I leap into the air, my talons scraping  the hardened earth. My wings unfold, lifting me into the skies where I belong. The wind caresses me, like a lover or a close friend, whispering beautiful secrets in an untold, primal language. I unleash a bestial roar, a playful challenge to the world below. Flying into the setting sun, I chase rays of  diminishing light as the colors dance upon my sparkling scales. I spend hours there, but the time passes quickly; the light of Father Sun is soon replaced by the pale glow of Mother Moon. Tucking my wings, I dive downwards-- spiraling, twirling, twisting, unfurling them just in time to catch myself, landing with natural precision and grace. As the world begins to fall into peaceful slumber, so I do; the night singing to me her ancient lullaby. I startle awake, the sun shining down onto my face through glass. I look down in surprise. My scales have turned to skin, my magnificent wings into weak, human limbs. I don't understand this change in form, my brain still under the effects of deep sleep. Thinking back, I realize my blissful hours were only a dream. The harsh reality delivers a crippling blow to my soul, the soul of a true dragon trapped in a body of flesh. I cover my human eyes with unwanted hands, mourning the loss of something I never truly had-- a happiness I was not born to know. Source: https://sofurry.com/s/J1OKgR41