Regrowing Wings

I had my wings before I fell,
they hang tangled in branches, well,
the worst could come—death or hell,
but I survived.
This pain still stings, the tale I tell
of loss, revived.

Regrowing wings, I should feel glad,
it hasn’t been all sad or bad,
but rather wild, intense, and mad—
an earned reprieve,
a lesson learned before I had
a worthless dream.

Freedom burns like the midday sun,
not meant to rise too soon, my son.
The earth’s a place of scars, undone,
if you dare try.
A healing soul will learn to run,
then touch the sky.

In Caves

Caves are prisons for great minds.
Even now, we push them out of sight.
The mindless bask in sunlight’s light,
while the clever live like cornered beasts,
silenced, oppressed in endless dark.

But who sparked the discoveries?
Not you, too narrow-minded
to let new ideas reveal.
All were born in caves,
where great souls fought fiercely
to face the light, without shame.

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  • L.G. Testa’s connection to literature runs deep, rooted in a childhood shaped by her grandmother, a poet herself, who instilled a love of books early on. Encouraged by a school literature teacher who inspired her to write her first poems, Testa naturally followed a path toward poetry. Her work often explores themes of freedom and the complexities of human nature, reflecting on life’s harsh realities and offering a critical lens on the human condition. For Testa, poetry is both a means of self-expression and a tool for navigating mental health, as she finds liberation through the power of words.

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