O life, to bear the burns
of tangible tongue,
how long will I
fight alone?
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An intense longing to flee away from the world of harsh realities is poignantly expressed here! But escapism is not a solution for anything! To like and to be liked is a basic human urge which cannot be negated!
Give me wings / wings to fly away / from this dreary / land of disguised / foe, and feigned / wisdom....... These lines are aesthetics, which I love much.A great write.!
Sadly freedom is still a hope for many, your poem with wings puts many thoughts in the readers mind and your last lines answer it all...I think in OZ we take it for granted...regards