Speaks of my flight from Siberia, Games that I played in Sunderban, Love bites of my beloved, All fights to protect my little ones. Memories ingrained in thick tissue, Life's agony and ecstasy stored, My accolades from inner self, Testimony of my victory. Keeps my memory vivid, Days of my fight and flight, To survive for me and all dear ones, No more pain or pleasure. Scars on my wings, I kiss. I dance and fly above clouds, To unknown lands of splendour. OPEN FOR COLLAB ✨ #ATscarsonwings • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ♥️ Write an inspiring piece.✨ • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts • Please maintain the aesthetics.
