Ismail Bala

The Breeze by My Wings I vent way downInto the pit of my glottisVying for the vibrancyOf a sweet-sounding pealChiming its way to the top. It ripples the air fast asThe gurgling of waterOn its way to the river,Then changes to swishingOf leaves on a gusty bright day. I swing my wingsClimbing high above allFor…